my sore spot

🕯You are my sore spot. Today we lit candles for you. It did not take many seconds before the tears began to flow down my cheeks, the lump in my throat grew bigger. At the same time as I cry with joy when I think of our memories, I cry most of longing. The loss of you is indescribable, Grandpa ❀ it was not your time, you became an angel far too soon. The finest angel in heaven.