A Year Without Popsicle
It's been a year since we lost one of my favorite people in the entire world. An entire year without him calling me princess or making fun of this shit show of an election. I am at the same time grateful he didn't have to see this election cycle and also sad I don't get to discuss it with him. Our shared love of politics and joy in rolling our eyes at people on the news ran deep. It's been a hard year and it doesn't feel any easier.
I am so thankful for the time we had together, the things I learned from you, and the jokes we shared. I miss you every single day. I hope you and Granny are hanging out in a couple of rocking chairs with whiskey and a cigar. I'll love you for always, Popsicle.