Those who don't try, never look foolish. it's not too late to learn how to love, and forget how to hate.
[dec. 3rd, 2004; a day that will live in infamy]. I miss my grandpa. I just started to get close with him again this past year, and it was hopeful that i would see him sometime soon. It does not look like that is going to happen. But, i am thankful for this year. I am thankful that we DID start talking again, and that we had hour long conversations when we did talk- and he encouraged me to do what i really want in school, and not what other people tell me i should because i am so "capable". i am thankful that in this short time i learned so much about him, about why he stopped being catholic and became a muslim, how he spoke japanese. I was going to ask him soon to start teaching me italian, because it's our heritage and i wanted to learn from a real speaker, but it's too late for that now. He was an awesome grandpa, no matter how little time i spent with him.
I miss my grandpa already, and i regret losing so much time with him. i love him, and i will be sad for a while, but at least he knew how much i cared about him. I last called him thanksgiving, but got the machine. I told him that i loved him, and i hope he got that message. I hope he knows that i love him.