Yesterday we entered a new reality that for the past week we knew would come. Getting together as a family without my Granddad.
Last night was Mexican at the Marshalls. Moving away from the casserole dishes that we have been living on for the past week, we decided that it was time for a taco and a margarita. At 5:30 the family gathered and by 6:00 we were filling our plates. We all sat down at the table together to try to get back to some kind of normal. But, it's not normal. We were missing one very important person--Granddad. While no one explicitly stated the oddity of gathering without him, undoubtedly, we all felt it.
We shared some thoughts and stories. We laughed, ate and drank. We miss him.
It's not the same. It is, however, our new reality.
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