Today is October 15th, a day that is “good and bad” for me every year. It’s bad because my beloved grandfather Terrence Barton Kelly, passed away in 2003. But it’s also good because his memory is alive in me. Today was my grandparents’ wedding anniversary.
I am thinking about him a lot today, and his loss is one that is still very hard all these years later.
Also today, I was on the blog tour for Suzanne Rogerson’s , Love, Loss and Life In Between: A Short Story Collection. I specifically chose to post on this day as the book is poignant and about what the title says. Therefore, I knew if I did that today, a day which already has a lot of meaning for me, it would have even more.
I’m proud to be Terrence Kelly’s granddaughter. I will never forget him.