11 Years Gone, But Still Missed

Hard to believe he’s been gone for 11 years now. I still remember being woken up that night in the hospice tv lounge to hear my Grandpa was dead. Still shocking. 4am being rushed to his side to say farewell, grabbing his hand & feeling the gone from his body. Just thinking about it now makes me tear up a bit. He was the closest thing to a father I had, and though in the years since his passing I’ve found out some less than favourable information about him he will always be my hero. That’s the reason I wear my ram pendant every day, out of love, respect, & memory for my hero my grandpa.