Missing Les

Two years today we said good bye. A good bye on a Good Friday...

 Two years hasn't done much to make my heart hurt any less...

I simply miss him.

We buried him in Nephi, my sister wanted him close to her. That was such a wise choice.

 

{Mom was buried 1,300 km from my home and 1,300 km from Kelli's home and sadly we have never returned to her grave}

 

Today, Kelli took her young children to pay their respects to Grandpa Les....

 

Thank you Zach and Mya for doing what I couldn't today.

 

Dad I love you! Thanks for teaching me how to swear, love Jazz harmonies and to be myself regardless of the situation.