Kristen blogged in the last couple of days. Her Meme passed away and she's reflecting on her own life as we often do when death completes the grand circle.... I am thinking of my own Grandpapa because whenever someone else loses someone close to them, I think of my first loss. I really don't remeber much about his life or his death, but I remember how empty I felt and how much I missed him and that he loved me so much. It was a long time ago, I was 8 or 9 when he died but I remember speaking french, the smell of the house, picking rhubarb from his garden, eating chocolate cake, drinking quik, eating vanilla ice cream with quik, maple cookies in the bottom drawer and map-o-spread... and now, what do I want.... map-o-spread ... Kristen, my prayers are with you friend :)
