I miss you more and more each day. It’s been two years this April 6th. Sometimes I just lay awake at night talking to you like you are just sitting at the end of my bed. I wish I would have been better. I wish I would have called you more and called you every day while you were in the hospital because you were just scared and we all know you hated the hospital. I never eat french toast anymore because no one tastes like yours honestly. At grandpa Larry’s funeral, you didn’t leave my side at all. You stayed with me and handed me tissues and rubbed my back. I really needed you at your own funeral. Seeing you laying in the coffin felt surreal. I couldn’t believe it. You weren’t even 60 yet. It was just so much. You treated me like I was your biological granddaughter and it meant a lot to me as and kid when we would play old maid or go fish. I’m still mad you let me win. I remember we would blow chocolate milk bubbles when grandpa Kieth wasn’t in the kitchen because was nervous I would spill. the milk. I wish you could be around when I walk across the stage or down the aisle. I look up to you and always have (not because you are taller than me). You were so welcoming to everyone you just had an amazing smile and the funniest laugh ever. I love you so much and miss you a lot. I still wear your necklace every day and never take it off. Rock on forever and always <3<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I miss you more and more each day. It’s been two years this April 6th. Sometimes I just lay awake at night talking to you like you are just sitting at the end of my bed. I wish I would have been better. I wish I would have called you more and called you every […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":0,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_acf_changed":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[2],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1359","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-love-letters"],"acf":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1359","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1359"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1359\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1359"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1359"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1359"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}