Two nights ago I dreamt that from my grandparents' home, I was able to see a view of the valley filled with beautiful, giant, iridescent bubbles. I told my grandpa, who (for some reason) snapped at me and hurt my feelings. He felt bad and offered to take me on a ride through the orchard on his old jeep. It was his way of apologizing...
And I woke up missing him. It'll be two years ago that he passed away in July. I think that there are some wounds that never fully heal.
And I woke up missing him. It'll be two years ago that he passed away in July. I think that there are some wounds that never fully heal.
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