All growing up I've known that my Grandpa's birthday is the 2nd of February, Groundhog Day. So exactly one year ago I thought to myself that I should call my Grandpa on his birthday. Something I had never done because we were never all that close. Well February 2 came and I thought that I should call him later because I couldn't right in that moment. Then February 3 came and I thought the same thing as the day before. February 4, the same thought. February 5, I thought, It's too late now, I'll get him next year. Many of you know what happened two and a half months after I had these thoughts. Suddenly something I never had done turned into something I never could do. Next year would never come.
That has been my biggest regret thus far in my life.
And now as I look back on this image taken on the last day of my Grandpa's mortal life all I can think is how much more I could have done.
I could have visited him more.
I could have asked him to tell me stories about him.
I could have taken him new treats I learned to make.
I could have wished him happy birthday.
His birthday 84th birthday would be in a week and a half.
Happy birthday to my Grandpa Droubay. Till we meet again.
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