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Still having problems sleeping.... *sigh*

But when I do manage to get some sleep... I keep having weird dreams I dreamt about my grandfather.... Which is odd, not even when he died I dreamed of him, maybe he just wanted to be remembered it's close to his aniversary...

He died in January of 2005 seven months before his 106th birthday.... He lived a long and interesting life... Born in 1899 I can't even fathom what he witnessed in his lifetime..

He didn't think too much of me, I guess I wasn't one of his favorite grandchildren...

But I admired and respected him very much... The way he played his violin, the stories he would tell... He used to tell me he was a gardener in Egypt in the time of the faroh's... And I belived him, I had no reason not to, the way he would tell this, how he described places was so spooky...

I find myself thinking so much about him...
I wish I could tell him how I enjoyed just watching him... Hearing him talk...

This is the one of very few photos I took of him.... I always figured I would have time to take more... stupid me huh... I just didn't see him dying, I thought he would always be there...

He never got to teach me how to play the violin, thas just one of my very few regrets in life.

This is to you Granfather .... I still remember you

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Still having problems sleeping.... *sigh*

But when I do manage to get some sleep... I keep having weird dreams I dreamt about my grandfather.... Which is odd, not even when he died I dreamed of him, maybe he just wanted to be remembered it's close to his aniversary...

He died in January of 2005 seven months before his 106th birthday.... He lived a long and interesting life... Born in 1899 I can't even fathom what he witnessed in his lifetime..

He didn't think too much of me, I guess I wasn't one of his favorite grandchildren...

But I admired and respected him very much... The way he played his violin, the stories he would tell... He used to tell me he was a gardener in Egypt in the time of the faroh's... And I belived him, I had no reason not to, the way he would tell this, how he described places was so spooky...

I find myself thinking so much about him...
I wish I could tell him how I enjoyed just watching him... Hearing him talk...

This is the one of very few photos I took of him.... I always figured I would have time to take more... stupid me huh... I just didn't see him dying, I thought he would always be there...

He never got to teach me how to play the violin, thas just one of my very few regrets in life.

This is to you Granfather .... I still remember you