Maynard

Today marks three years since Guitarman's dad died.  I can't believe it's been that long.  Guitarman is sad today.  He misses his dad.  I miss Maynard, too. 

Although I try not to dwell on it, I am sad that Maynard never got to meet Snuggles.  He would have loved watching Snuggles toddle around the house.  Maynard would have enjoyed Snuggles' contagious giggle, and I know Snuggles would have loved his Grandpa Maynard very much.  On the way to work this morning, I told Guitarman how thankful I am that Snuggles will get to meet Maynard in heaven someday.

The day Maynard died, Maynard told his pastor how proud he was of his family.  I hope Maynard looks down on us from heaven today, and I hope we still make him proud.