Time to stop crying

Yes, it's that time. I'm officially tired of crying and just when I think I can't cry anymore I'll remember that I won't ever hear his voice again. I know he wasn't my dad-but he didn't treat me any different from his daughters. He wasn't my grandpa, but he was old enough to be. He taught me a lot about life and love and in his death I'm reminded that today is a gift that is given to you-what you make of it is your gift to others.