Remembering Howie

Today is the one-year anniversary of my Grandpa Howie’s death. I wrote about him several times immediately after he passed away, and I’ve re-read those posts today to remind myself how far I’ve moved in my grief in the months he’s been gone. I still miss that guy like you wouldn’t believe. I consider myself…

Things Are Too Different

We had our first Christmas without Grandpa today. His chair was empty, both in the living room and at the dinner table, although other people sat in both. It’s been over ten months since he died, and I still can’t go to the house without expecting to see him reading a book in his armchair…