Happy Birthday Pap

Yesterday would have been my grandfather's 87th birthday. I wanted to blog something all day yesterday but knew if I tried, I would start crying and never stop. So I waited til today to put my feelings down about what he means to me....

Pap, not only is today your birthday but it was also exactly six months ago that you left us and I've missed you like crazy every day since. You were such a bright spot in my life and I'm filled with so many warm memories when I think of you. I spent the first five years of my life at your house every single day. You took a demotion at work to change shifts so you could be home to help Grandma take care of me while Mom and Dad worked. I remember riding my Big Wheel around your basement while you did the laundry, our trips to the Elks Club where you always made me feel like a big girl and not a baby, all the card games at your kitchen table with Grandma and Dugan (and you always letting me win all the money at the end of the night), and all your wonderful visits to see us no matter where we lived (Kentucky, Indiana, Texas, Louisiana).

I will miss you always!