Someday I was making avocado smoothies, shall we say, as I was mixing it, thinking I needed to add some milk. And a memory of you, Grandpa, flashed through my mind, of how you used to mix condensed milk with ice for us when I was a little child. It reminded me of how much we loved it, and asked you to make it again and again. This happened just one day before your 49-day ceremony, how strange.
So this is for you...just to let you know, how much Ive been missing you everyday. Grandpa.