Birthday sunrise

Today would have been my grandad’s 97th birthday. He was a lovely man, so generous with his family. I miss him still, despite it being 11 years now. I remarked to my mum a few weeks ago, that for the very first time since they died (four weeks apart) I am glad that they’re no longer here; that they didn’t have the worry of the pandemic, that they weren’t ‘just’ a statistic. Still miss them both though x