Dealing with loss of a loved one

[GonzoStyle]

My grandfather died, I remembered it for some reason. I remember when he died, it was a terrible blow to me, cause I lost something close to me, at that time. This is what happened.

I lost a keychain once and it took me about a month to get over it. It was a really cool keychain with a grain of rice that had my name on it. Everytime I looked at it a smile was forced onto my face. Damn I missed that keychain.

Then my grandpa killed himself, and I stole one of his keychains (its not like he was going to be using it any time soon). It's a really stupid one with a fake arrowhead on it, but everytime I look at it I am reminded of my old keychain and the joy that it brought me.

I still miss my old keychain, but I know that it will never really be lost. It might not be with me physically, but I will never lose the wonderful memories that I have of that keychain.