♥️ Papa ♥️

 Thirty nine years ago, today, my Papa died. I was barely conceived. But my Daddy made sure i knew him. Made sure he told me how much my Papa would’ve loved and spoiled me. I miss him. Hard to express that when i never met him.. but he’s a part of me. So here’s to you, My Papa. I hope you have a nice homecoming anniversary up there with my Daddy, Brother & Grandmother.. even my Mom. Sometimes i scare the shit out of myself realizing i’m the only one left. But then i look at my kiddos & realize im never alone. They might not carry the name, but that’s MY bloodline. ♥️ 

Love always, Your Granddaughter, and grandchildren.. ♥️♥️♥️