
Grandpa would have been 83 years old today and not a day goes by that we don’t miss him. Which is why I am always thankful for the constant reminders of his presence. Like new tomatoes growing in the garden and a handful of new blooms on the tababula tree out back that he grew from seed. It’s the little things that make these difficult days just that much more bearable.
We are blessed to have so many good reminders of him all around us – things that make me happy every time I look at them and think of him. Like the “squirrel-birds” that are on my birdfeeder right now. :-)
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I am reminded of dad by the three lilies blooming in his pond. Maggie suggested they were for his three daughters! I like that :)
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