My niece.

When my sister and her family comes home my niece always ask me the same question. She points to an old picture of my father and ask, “Is that your dad?” I smiled and nod. “That’s your grandpa.” And then she asks me. “Where’s grandpa?” At first I didn’t know how to answer this. I studdered a bit to find an answer but then she said. “Is grandpa in the sky?” I looked at her holding my tears in and I nodded. My niece is only 3 and she knew that her grandfather isn’t with her. It hurts knowing that she didn’t get to meet him but it’s nice that she knows where he is.