When I was little my pillar was my grandfather. I remember cuddles on the couch, and hiding behind is knee during family gatherings. I remember him walking me to first school in the middle of a blizzard and sitting eagerly on the station steps as his train came in from London.
My memories of my grandfather are always happy and peaceful. Food and family time with the rest of the James’ clan. When we cousins were all young, naive and discussing conspiracy theories about new technologies like the Internet.
It’s strange thinking the day has turned into night 9,123 times since we got that call and he hasn’t left my heart, not for one second.
#FeelGoodCharlie 