phone call..

well i came home from soccer and everything was just great except that i was missing the Olympics..
i went and showered so i'd be clean before i ate..
then i came down and saw my mom sitting at the table with her head in her hands..and i asked sarah what was wrong.
My grandpa has pneumonia.
he's the one i would get along with most. the one that would fly his plane down to the beach and then to taco bell for lunch. the one who would go motorcyle racing. the one that would take me and only me christmas shopping for my family.
he's like 70 something.
i havent seen him in about..3 years or so.
and thinking about it.. i may never get to see him again.

dear God,
please dont let him go.
love,
me