89 years old, and yesterday he was still driving a car like a champ. Today, he’s gone. And I’m sitting in my bed, bawling my eyes out and hitting my head for not visiting often enough, not telling him how much i love him. He was in perfect health, nothing wrong with him at all, so I thought I’ll still have time to do all that. I was supposed to visit him tomorrow, on my grandmas and grandpas 55th wedding anniversary. Now he’s gone. I’ll never get to laugh at how food got stuck on his long grey mustache, or how he’d always squeeze my hand so much that I almost cried because of pain. It’s all gone.

Please, if there’s someone you haven’t talked to in a while, or said you loved them, please do it. Do it for me. I’ll never get that chance anymore. Rest in peace, my angel ♥️😭