I had lunch at chic-fil-a today. Across from me was a little boy with his grand-parents. I suspect that he was about two years old and he was eating an ice cream cone. And, the grandparents waited. And, waited until he was completely done with his cone. He didn't care. He just kept licking the cone. And, they waited. Breathing in every second. At least, I hope they were. I heard my parents in them. Their grandchildren were so special to them. So, I sat there and listened. I miss them. It was bitter-sweet. My nephews were their special boys! And, I wish they would have got to know them better. I wish they would remember how special they were to my parents. Just another moment when you wish with everything inside of you that your parents were still here.
I miss you Mom and Dad.
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