She said she was there, with open arms, to welcome him home from a lonely battle.
Yesterday would have been 26 years since she’d seen him.
How her and my father survived that horrible time in beyond me.
When she finally arrives home, I hope she tells my father’s father, the man I’ve only met through photographs… that I miss him.
Only 9 days between a death that happened too soon and a life that began too early.
Some might think we missed each other, but I know he was there.
He’s there in my fathers eyes… when I ask for stories from long ago.
He’s there every time my grandmother takes my hand for prayer…
and he’ll be there, with open arms, to welcome her home.