I can't explain the void inside me. 

Just can't.

My eyes look gazing at his picture and every time I get overwhelmed with my emotions, my hands numb, my increasing heartbeat and my eyes weeping.

This is all because of this heavy heart carrying the guilt of not meeting him in his last moments.

He was a man of wisdom,

A man of his word,

A man with immense potential,

He was a man full of courage.

He was a man who loved living,

A man who enjoyed everything,

He was a man who loved his granddaughters like no other person can.

He was my grandfather, my ABBA

who lives and will be living in my heart always.