A love like this

I was going through old pictures and in nearly every picture of my grandparents he is looking at her like this.

That’s the kind of love I want to have someday.

They loved each other in a way that Shakespeare wrote about. That only the greats have written about.

I loved that about them.

I don’t think I appreciated it when I was younger.

I do now.

I miss them both like crazy.

If I could just bake cookies with grandma one more time…

Or watch grandpa dive off his pontoon one more time…

Oh! How I miss them.