Love for Grandpa Rick

I have taken Olivia, my 2 &1/2 year old to meet my father before, but I think that this is the first time that she understood the reality of the situation. My father passed away when I was fifteen, and it was this exact time of year that he was diagnosed with cancer. He lived, and I mean LIVED, for 9 months before the disease took his life. When we got to the cemetery, Olivia began to ask, "Where is Grandpa Rick?" I took her to his stone and told her about him, how much he would have loved her, and how he was in heaven now. She looked around for him again... so we talked about it again. She sat there for awhile and then squatted down and touched his name. It was amazing to watch her, amazing to see such a precious little soul loving someone that she has never known so sincerely. Olivia was my father's Valentine this year... Happy Valentine's day Dad! I miss you very much.