To all those fathers out there, happy fathers day. I do have a father, but the only father figure that I have had in my life is my grandfather; Arnulfo de la Torre. I miss him everyday that he's not here with us. Today I was fortunate to go to the cemetery and lay some flowers where his ashes were laid. Looking at the tomb stone, I thought of all the memories that I have had with him. Whether it was going to the store with him or him just picking me up from school, I loved every moment that I had with my grandfather.
The irony of today was last night for me. I had a dream about my grandfathers funeral. It was so detailed that I could go back to that day and remember everything that happened.
The dream started at the Our Lady of Guadalupe Shrine, where my Uncle Sonny and Grandmother were walking down the aisle with my grandpa's ashes with the song Angel by Sarah McLachlan. Then all of a sudden, we're at the national cemetery. I could recall the place we were at and then taps started to play. I woke up with tears in my eyes.
I miss my grandfather so much. He was the only one in my life that believed in me. He knew that I could have the world if I had the choice. I love you grandpa, you are my world and will be forever.
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