7 years ago & still feels like yesterday

Today marks seven years since my grandfather lost his battle with cancer and met Jesus face to face. I can't believe that it's been seven years, time has flown, and a lot has changed.

I miss my grandfather and I think about him everyday. Sometimes I wonder what he's doing and what song he may be singing at the time. Sometimes I wonder if he's with his first son or his mother. Sometimes I just wish I could tell him all about what's going on in my life. I wish he could've met Dan, I wish he could've been at my college graduation, and I wish he could've been at our wedding. It's just hard to believe that I haven't spoken to him in 7 years.

In my selfish thoughts, I'm reminded that he's in heaven and he's with the Lord. Which is comforting, but doesn't change my desire to just sit and talk with him. But, in Christ there are no goodbyes and there is no end. One day, we will sit and talk again. Can't wait for that day...

You're in a better place, I've heard a thousand times
And at least a thousand times I've rejoiced for you
But the reason why I'm broken, the reason why I cry
Is how long must I wait to be with you

I close my eyes and I see your face
If home's where my heart is then I'm out of place
Lord, won't you give me strength to make it through somehow
I've never been more homesick than now