Day 29 of 365
My heart hurts.  My eyes sting.  I miss you so very much.
I want to see your face again, in person, not in a photograph or from memory.
I want to hear your voice.  Oh how I long to hear you tell one of your silly jokes.
I want to hear you say Yorkie Yorkie when you saw Bennie.  
I want to hug you and kiss your cheek.  I want to be hugged by you. 
I want a kiss hello from you.  I want to feel your hand in mine.
I want to see your imperfect, perfect smile.  
I want to stay on the phone with you just ten minutes longer. 
I want to sit at the kitchen table with you for just a few more moments.
I wish you could have been there when I got married.
I wish you could have held Nina in your arms when she was just born.
I wish we could load up the car tomorrow and visit you at the house.
I miss you so much Pop Pop.  
I need to hear your voice.  And I can't.  As hard as I try I can not replay one of the hundreds of things I remember you saying in my head.
I love you Pop Pop.