Let me introduce you to my Grandpa and myself. When my mother told my Grandfather that she was going to have a baby, he was thrilled.
I adored him. He adored me. He was a wonderful man. This photo was taken the last time I saw him before he passed away. We hugged each other. I said goodbye, and walked out the door.
I never saw him again. I forgot about the picture.
One day, I was visiting my Mother, and she mentioned she had something to give me.
When she pulled out this photo, I just sobbed.
When I look at this picture I see all the love that my Grandfather and I shared. I see all the early morning chats we had over canned pineapple juice. I hear all the wisdom he passed down to me with his stories about WW II. I feel his embrace.
This picture is a moment of unconditional love between a Grandfather and his Granddaughter. I treasure it. It reminds me that while our time here together has passed, our love for each other will live forever.