You don't have to read this one if you don't want guys. I'm basically typing my thoughts. I needed to wright them...talk. I wanted to call Tyler, but he's out fishing so yeah. Plus I'm kinda crying so yeah. I'm okay for now though.
Anyways, I don't think I've ever told any of you about my Poppy, my mom's dad. He was my favorite papaw. Truthfully the only one that's ever showed he cares. (my mamaw Jeanie has had many husbands. three for each of her kids. then the ones she's been with since i was five, Harold)
Well, Poppy and me were close. I called him when I was mad at mom, I was a baby

He was always there for me, and I know he would be now too. But he passed when I was 2. He died in March and I turned three in June. And my cousin Chase was born that May. He never met Poppy. (don't be sympathetic, I'm okay lol) He was killed in a car accident on March fifteenth. I can remember that day and some of the days I spent with him before he passed. Apparantally that day I 'saw' him. I wasn'y alowed to go to the funeral so II didn't know what the accident had done to him. On my way home when dad picked me up, I looked at dad after babbling to myself in the back seat and said "Daddy, what happened to Poppy's face?" It scared him. So I know he's always with me. Always. But I miss him so much. I can't remmber what he sounded like and without my pgots I have out...I wouldn't even remember his face. But I do remember the things we did together. Eating fudge cookies and pizza roles while watching The Mighty Ducks........
Okay, enough of that. I'm tearing up.

What made me start thinking this was that for fourteen years, I've been without a papaw. Neither of my papaws came to my 16th birthday. It botherd me. Papaw Steve didn't show cause grandma Ann made a direcTV appt. So that was more important apparentally. Papw Harold, because him and mamaw were fighting. I know if Poppy were still here. He would have been the first person here. He wouldn't have missed any of them. He was amazing and loving.
So, tonight while I sat here, cried and thought this up. I've decided I wanna make something for him. For the 14 years he WAS here with us. In our hearts and wtaching over us. Our family. I'm gonna take what few pics I do have and make sumthing. I hope you all enjoy it. I think it's good to make sumthing for our lost love ones. They're still here, always with us. We just can't see them. T
Thanks if you read this.

Sorry it's so long and sad, I was just inspired to do this.
It's about one a.m. here so I'm gonna head off to bed. Night.

