yes you may feel you are forgetting your gpa. but you never, never do. EVER!!!!
you may not remember his smile. or what he looked like. or how his hair curls at teh back.
all teh details get fuzzy. you cant remember the timeline.
but u remember your precious stories. you will never forget the warm fuzzies you feel when you think of him.
my summer vacations with my gpa were the happiest memory of my childhood. ah i can tell you so many stories of how he showed his love for me and connected with me.
i honour him by doing the same with my dd. remembering the things he did to me i do with my dd. how he sat with me and chatted with me while i ate a late lunch after i came home from schoool, when he was visiting. how he would make us something and feed us iwth his own hands.
and i talk to my dd a lot about him. i build altars during the day of the dead though i am not from mexico and my dd and i put all our people there.
whenever i want to 'go' to a happy place in my deepest darkest hour i go to my gpa and his farm.