Happy Birthday Grandpa.  November 4, 2008 nearly 4 months have passed and  I still miss you and think about you every single day.

They say that God never closes one door without opening anohter.  He took away the most important man in my life.  Someone who was the closest thing to a father that I ever had.  Maybe, just maybe (finger, toes, arms and legs crossed) he’s ready to give me the man of my dreams.  Not as a replacement or substitute (no one could ever replace Grandpa) but as a life partner.