Missing you...

It's no secret that I hate valentine's day. Always have, probably always will. Those of you who have hung around here for awhile know all the reasons why... I miss my grandfather. Today more than ever. I miss his stories and how he could fall asleep any time, anywhere. I miss the way he would scold me if I didn't keep the jewelery he made me clean and sparkly. I miss how he would hide the affikomen every year at our passover sedar in the same place and still act shocked when we found it within seconds. I miss his voice and his hugs. Hell, I just miss him. Happy friday, friends. To those of you who actually enjoy this hearts and flowers nonsense, i suppose i can wish you a happy valentines day. And to my grandpa, I love you, always.