i'm leaving for the weekend for a trip out to ohio. it'll be refreshing to get a change of scenery, but i still feel something's missing. i've been talking a lot to my grandpa in my thoughts. it sounds crazy i know, but sometimes i think he can hear me up there. and just last week i thought i caught a whiff of his pipe, but it was nothing more than a memory. i wonder what advice he'd have for me now. and what he'd say to my grandma if he had one last chance.

and papaw, if you're reading this now, she still misses you.