My oldster, my dear oldster

Today I want to talk about one person that I love to much, my grandfather. Is a little bit difficult for me talk about him, because he is not here anymore. Almost 7 years have passed since his death and for me it’s as if only happened yesterday, even when I go to my grandmother’s house I got the feeling that he's going to be there, but is not like that. However I want to talk about him because I want you to know the greatest person who was.

He always played with me even if he was busy, always have time for me and my brother. I remember that he used to buy the newspaper each day and at home he organized the pages until it was perfect, then sitting, and when he was going to start reading, a little girl came to ask for anything, he stood up and went to the place that I wanted to go ha-ha yes, he had a lot of patience.

I always remember the different things that he did for me and sometimes I have some achievements and in that moments I wish that he was here. I miss him to much and is that he is in a better place, but I need only one more day with him.