It Starts By Saying Goodbye

It has been almost 5 months since I lost one of most important men in my life. I haven't said much about it because in some ways, I didn't want it to be true. I thought that perhaps by staying silent it would hurt less, and in some cases it does. It feels like I will see him again, except instead of me gypsying around, it is his turn exploring. But as time keeps going by, and life is... well... life - I look around me to find that one person who would always give me unsolicited advice. The one person who would come snuggle me any chance he got, and tell me stories that wouldn't seem to end. I looked for that safe place and my heart aches without him. I got to be there the night I lost my Opa

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