My Grandsons.

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  My son left two beautiful boys in this world. They are sometimes what keeps me going when I am down. They are a part of the Daddy.
  A few days ago, the oldest grandson had a birthday.I went and spent time with him at his other grandmother's house. I walked in and I nearly cried. He looked so much like his father. I felt like I had gone back in time.
  My daughter was with me. She didn't understand my reaction. But later, I explained to her. She just hugged me.
   My grandsons have vague memories of their father. But his other grandmother and I tell them about him. We show them pictures and tell them stories.
  I, sometimes, wonder how much they remember. Then one of them will say something about missing him . I know in their hearts they remember him. But they were so young whem we lost him.
  I want to cry.

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