It is time to travel, Back home. To see my love, my family, my friends. I’ll miss my family, from the other side of the world. I’ll miss you grandpa. I’ll miss your sharp, crude jokes, your laugh, your complaints, your stories of fishing, boating, hunting, and jokes. I’ll miss you crossing the line, rilling people up, apologizing. I’ll miss the way you make me feel, your gruff, funny vibe, that makes everyone around each other tease a little more. I’ll miss your love. I already miss the lawn ...
