My Grandpa

hey all you bloggers.
i just wanted to tell you all about my Guardian Angel.
his name is Brent Christensen. He is my grandfather.
He died last July.
It was one of the hardest things i have ever had to deal with.
Just like everyone else says.
you never fully aprecciate someone, until they are gone.
After a while i thought i was going to be ok.
But the last few weeks have been really wierd.
i cant seem to get him out of my head. I miss him so much!
My dad told me that the deceased can communicate with you from the other side.
that he still leads our family, just in another way.
and the thought keeps popping into my head, what i dont hear him?
or what if i'm not worthy enough to hear him?
i regret so much that i took advantage of the time i had with him.
i wish so much i could talk to him now, or that he was here.
Before he died, he put together two books of all of his poems and letters.
and lately i cant help but read them. i cry everytime i do though.
i found out that he wrote a poem to me. when i was Eight. he missed my baptism
and he wrote me a poem.
when i saw this, i broke down.
Just knowing that he actually thought about me and cared enough to write me poem
meant so much.
but i guess his poem writing frenzy, carried on down to me. because i wrote a poem at least everyday,
they arent very good, but i guess they make me feel closer to him. just thinking that we share the same interests
and wrote about some of the same things.
i wish with all of my heart that i could see him again.
i know i will, but i miss him.
sometimes, in my prayers, i ask Heavenly Father, if i can talk to my grandpa. so i wait a minute,
and i start talking to him. i think i works.
there hasnt been a moment in my life that i dont cry when i think about him.
During a concert at school, we sang one of his favorite songs.
i couldnt cry on stage, so i held it in.
but then just the other day, a group of about 7 or so, sang the same song.
i cried and cried.
i was sitting next to my best friend.
she took me out, and we i sat there crying my eyes out and confessing things like, i didnt get to say goodbye.
i miss him with all of my broken heart.
anyway of you that know how to help, please leave a comment,
well i have to go and clean my mom's house.
with all the love in the world/ Mikelle