Re-post from September, 15, 2011

It Doesn't Get Easier...

...coping with someone you've lost. Or it hasn't yet. There are so many things in my life that I wish I could share with my Grandpa. Prom. High school graduation. College achievements. Mission work. College graduation. My wedding.
 His funeral was the first day of homecoming week my junior year of high school. I will never forget that day. It was "twin day" and my best friends wondered why I didn't wear what we had planned. We were so busy with arrangements and such I guess I wasn't able to tell them the funeral was so soon. He passed away early Saturday morning; visitation was Sunday and Monday morning and the funeral Monday afternoon. I didn't want to be at the funeral home all day (and wanted to keep my perfect attendance track record) so mom picked me up at 11. That day was the first (and last, at this point in time) time I saw my father cry.