Bittersweet

The day before Thanksgiving, I ran to the store to grab a different cough medicine. I was standing in line and for whatever reason I looked back at the person behind me. All I could do was stare. It was my grandfather… but it wasn’t. He had a long, salt and pepper beard down to his chest. Long salt and pepper hair in a pony tail. The same kind of wrinkles around his eyes and elbows. Same shoes even. The only thing missing were the suspenders.
It made me sad. Happy but sad…. Bittersweet.
I miss my grandfater so much. I miss my grandmother too but this made me miss him that much more.
I don’t know why it feels like this holiday season is so much harder to get through… but so far it has been.