Missing

Tonight was a night of longing for me. My family and I are preparing to go to a family reunion at my grandparents' house in southern Utah this week. As part of our preparation, I decided to have a family night tomorrow in which I would tell the children stories about my Grandma and Grandpa Willis. I was watching a slide show I have of them trying to get ready. I did not expect to have the emotions I did.

You see, my Grandpa died in 2002 while I was on my mission in Mexico. He was one of my greatest friends. I loved to sit by his side and listen to the stories he would tell (sometimes, the same stories multiple times in one sitting there towards the end when his dimentia got really bad). He loved to listen to me play my guitar and he always called my his little George Strait (a country singer for those who may not know). He also called me his Little Toe Head. I loved it. I really missed those times as I sat and thought of him tonight. This week will be really only the third time I have been back since he died. I truly will miss his presence this weekend.

After I finished watching the slide show Tiffany told me to look at my sister's new post on her blog. My sister just moved to New Hampshire. I was already in a sappy mood but this put me over the top. I love my sister and miss her tons. I am happy they are making the sacrifice for Mike, my brother-in-law, to go to school. I know it is good for them, but...I still miss them. So, as a personal note, I just want to say, I love you Laura, Miles, Caliegh, Griff, and Ellie. Mike, I know you do not like the sappy stuff so I will just say...you rock.