He is my hero. I love that man, more than any thing else in the entire world. He has been the only man in my life that has never let me done, or left me. He is more of a father to me than my own. I can go on & on about how much he means to mean, but I can chalk it up to just saying that have you ever had one person who you always run too? Someone that when you see them and they smile at you that the world just goes quiet for a second? That makes all the troubles on your life just go away for a moment? That when your upset, and you look into their eyes that you might actually be looking into the eyes on an angel? Yeah well that’s 110% the way I feel about my Poppop. When God does decide that it’s time for my Poppop to go, and leaves us here, I will be a wreck. I will be really upset and I will cry for a while, but after the tears dry up, and the memories come back and the stories bring smiles & laugh instead of tears and sobbing, I will look into the sky, and smile, and with everything in my body I know he’s happy, and he’s gonna be looking down on me. And I’ll talk to him every morning, and every night and tell him about my day, and what happend. He deserves to hear my happy days and my sad one, and even though I won’t be able to hear what hes saying back, I will find his answers in the world around me. I will live a beautiful life for my Poppop. I know he wants the best for me and I’ll make good decisions. I want nothing from my Poppop other than for him to be proud of his Granddaughter.
(Source: beemlopez)
