Dear Grandpa,
When you died, it tore me in half. I cried over you every night for a year, and I hope you didn’t see me from wherever you are. The biggest thing I regret is not being there to say goodbye. To be honest, I don’t remember a lot of the good times with you. All I remember is the yelling and the surgeries. Especially imagining the first surgery. I don’t remember quite well if we saw your first surgery, and I like to think we didn’t. I know the yelling wasn’t you either, it was the brain tumor. I just want you to know that I love you.
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