Just looking to vent to a few guys that will understand.
Over the last 2 weeks we had to move my Grandpa into a nursing home. He’s the one that gave me my passion for the out doors. The thought of never sharing a blind again is killing me.
There’s far more to this story. And we’ve been blessed with 19 years we weren’t supposed to have. But I can’t stop being selfish and wishing time could be turned back.
Be sure to thank those that made you who you are.