papa

Last week my grandfather passed away. While my heart is pretty broken, day-by-day, as I remember the man he was, I find myself uplifted. Papa would always ask about my blog (or as he called it, my “blob”). He’d crack joke after joke, sometimes being horrifyingly politically incorrect (which he […]

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in loving memory

Last week my grandfather passed away. While my heart is pretty broken, day by day, as I remember the man he was, I find myself uplifted. Whether it was the long discussions we had about my blog (which he called “blob”), the lessons he taught my siblings and me on […]

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