[Adolfina~]

If there was one year in my life that I realized that, it was this year. My grandpa is not with us physically any more, but he's in my mind and heart and will never leave me for good. I love him so much and I realized this year that Christmas isn't about presents, but family.

Christmas wasn't so jolly this year,
Without his voice in my ear.
The lights on the Christmas tree weren't so bright,
Without his joy to spark the light.
I wasn't as satisfied,
With him not sitting in that old blue chair. [Sorry it doesn't rhyme, but that chair is the one thing that symbolizes my grandpa.
The presents didn't seem to have a meaning,
Without his green eyes gleaming.

"It broke our hearts to lose you.
In life we loved you dearly,
In death we do the same." ~My aunt Sorry, I don't want to mention names.

So this year when we gathered around for Christmas, I realized just how much family meant to me versus presents.