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| comment | | "parent_author":"",<br>"parent_permlink":"teardrops",<br>"author":"olamilekan21",<br>"permlink":"a-grandpa-like-no-other",<br>"title":"A grandpa like no other",<br>"body":"I want to appreciate @surpersinggoogle for the opportunity to make sense out of pains and tears. \nWriting about those unpleasant moments can't take the bad feelings away,<br> but it can do a lot in reducing the pains. \n\nTo loose someone we love so much is not what we can treat or handle anyhow. \n\nThinking of the vacuum they will forever leave in our heart worth been worried about. \n\nBut notwithstanding,<br> learning to let go is one of the best way to have back our beautiful smile \n\n![images(4).jpg (https:\/\/steemitimages.com\/DQmaquk55Ka1hEfM6jg4XHHJaVDR6535hAbHcFeA4RMGKUZ\/images(4).jpg)\nSource :google search\n\nI could remember the day my grandfather said goodbye to this beautiful world,<br> for me it was as if the whole world should come to an end. \n\nI wasn't aware of his sickness because I was in a far distance to where he was. \n\nThey kept the secret away from me because they knew how close I was to him. \n![9k=.jpg (https:\/\/steemitimages.com\/DQmTV7YxiZVttyHC6HKnQr7XVG5cZa73fXGgc5zjyGmzZdX\/9k%3D.jpg)\nSource :Google Search \n\n Each time I call and ask about him,<br> all they tell me was that he is fine,<br>not knowing he is far from that. \n \nOh,<br> I haven't tell you about my grandfather yet,<br> he was my best friend,<br> my confidant and my advisor. \n\nI can't pay him a visit without getting tokens to buy whatever I want....smile \n\nA month to the time he died,<br> he sew cloths for all his grandchildren. \n They always tell me he was a tailor during his youthful age,<br> but I don't met him practicing that. Not until the time he sew cloths for all of us. \nI was surprised to see him mounting on sowing machine to sew those beautiful clothes for us. \nI was his helper that day,<br> I helped him to iron all the clothes. That was the last quality time I spent with him before I traveled. \n\nWe did not know he was preparing for his demise with all this strange acts. \n\nOn the day he died,<br> I became so restless where I was as if I knew something was going to happen. I put on my dress and traveled down to my home town with the motive to go to see him.\n\nI was shocked to see so much crowd in our house waiting bitterly and those that saw me coming was wondering how I got to know about the news so fast. \n\nSeen them from afar created a kind of fear in me,<br> I was wondering what could have happened,<br>i dropped the bag in my hand and ran as far as my legs can carry me. \n\nI was down to the earth when I learnt about his death,<br>i cried out my eyeball as if my tears can do the wonders of bringing him back. \n\nWhy can't you wait for me at least to tell you goodbye? I lamented \n\nEveryone in the room was trying to protect me from injuring myself because I can't remember how many times I hit myself on the ground. \n\nHis death was too bitter for me to swallow that day\n\nI still miss him up till now,<br> I miss his advice and guides. I miss his gifts,<br> I miss everything about him\nSleep on grandpa,<br> I wish you never leave me till eternity....",<br>"json_metadata":" \"tags\":[\"teardrops\",<br>\"smt\",<br>\"suppasinggoogle\",<br>\"stach\",<br>\"nigeria\" ,<br>\"users\":[\"surpersinggoogle\" ,<br>\"image\":[\"https:\/\/steemitimages.com\/DQmaquk55Ka1hEfM6jg4XHHJaVDR6535hAbHcFeA4RMGKUZ\/images(4).jpg\",<br>\"https:\/\/steemitimages.com\/DQmTV7YxiZVttyHC6HKnQr7XVG5cZa73fXGgc5zjyGmzZdX\/9k%3D.jpg\" ,<br>\"app\":\"steemit\/0.1\",<br>\"format\":\"markdown\" " |
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