One More Day
A year ago today, my grandpa died. I miss him very much. I wish I'd had just one more day with him, one more day to love him. He had cancer, and I always hoped he would get better. I want to see him one more day but know it will never happen. I thought about him a lot as it got closer to today, and especially right after he died. The day after, in school, my grandpa was all I could think about. I'll miss him going to stores for hours, the sugar-free stuff in the cabinets just for him. The breakfasts he and my grandma took my sister and I to. I'll miss everything about him, but all I want is one more day with him. I know that will only happen in my dreams.