It was taken at our wedding reception in California. I feel like it just perfectly reflects who he is. Quiet, dignified, pensive. Whenever I see it I just feel peace. The same peace I feel in his presence.
I've been thinking a lot about this picture lately. Sunday I found out that my cousin (the closest cousin in age I have on my dad's side) died on Saturday leaving behind two young boys and a grieving family. I have been feeling a lot of grief and sorrow. Looking at this picture has given me peace. Random, I know, but it has.
We're in California right now for my brother's homecoming. I was hoping to go hiking in the hills I used to hike in as a teenager. That always made me feel better when I was down. But, much to my sorrow, I realized they are gone. Burnt in the fire that charred the hills of my hometown a few weeks ago. So I have been pulling up this picture and looking at my grandpa. I love him.