I wish

After my great grandpa passed away, I started a post about how amazing he was and what he and my grandma meant to me, as well as how I was handling his death. I wrote a bunch, but haven't been able to go back to it to review it or even post it. I thought about it today, but I have something else I want to say. 

I really wish I could talk to my grandparents right now. I wish I could ask them how they knew they were right for each other and how they knew it was real after such a short time. I wish I could ask them about any hard times they went through and how they did it. If they ever fought. If it ever got really hard. I just wish they could give me some comfort and tell me that everything I've been through has had a purpose in some way. I wish I could listen to them tell stories about each other. I wish I could see them look into each other's eyes.

My grandparents were the greatest example of true unconditional love that I have ever known.