It gets easier....

It is Sunday and I am sitting here doing what I do every Sunday; catch up on email and prepare myself to go and see my Pop-Pop so I can clean for him. My thoughts drift to him every Sunday morning before I even get dressed. How is he today? Will he smile? Will he make a joke today? I am sure he is getting ready for church (a place my Mom-Mom adored) and maybe just maybe this morning he wont cry when I get there. I can only hope and pray that it gets easier in time. After 54 years what would I do if I lost Dale....I can even fathom the thought. What a strong person my Pop-Pop is, every Sunday I will go and be with him & take some of his wisdom & strongness back home with me. Happy Sunday Mom-Mom, I love you!