Oh, Lord, it's hard to be humble...
A few weeks ago, a bunch of us went out to dinner.
I kept looking for you, waiting for you to take a seat next to Grandma.
You never came.
Most of the time, it doesn't feel real...
...doesn't feel like you're gone.
But when reality sinks in and I remember, it still hurts a lot.
I miss you. We all do.
Just thought you should know.