Dear Grandpa, It's been two years since you took your last breath, and somehow, it still doesn't feel real. Two years without your voice, your presence, your wisdom, and the comfort of knowing you were just a phone call or a visit away. People say time heals, but I am learning that time doesn't necessarily take away the missing. It simply teaches you how to live with the absence of someone who meant so much to you. You were my grandfather, but your role in my life was so much bigger than that. You were like a father to me. You helped shape me, loved me, and held a place in my life that words could never fully explain. There are certain people who leave footprints on your heart that can never be erased. You are one of those people. I wish I could sit with you one more time. I wish I could hear your voice, share another conversation, ask you a question, or simply enjoy being in your presence. There are days when I wish I could pick up the phone and call you, espec...