Happy Birthday Grandpa

     Today, he would have been 84, and the ache of missing him hasn't lessened at all in the almost two years it's been since his passing. This is by far one of the roughest Mondays I have had in a very long time. I woke up this morning to not being able to keep my eyes open for a few moments at a time since they were all puffy and sore from last night. There's not been much time to myself today as I'm working all day and I can't let it slow me down, but sometimes it's hard to just put the smile on for everyone else when I don't quite feel it. I miss him terribly and fervently hope that my grandmother is doing alright today. I know today will be even more rough for her. <3