i carry him with me



[Jacket Anthro, Jeans and Shirt Banana, Tie my grandfather’s]


There are mornings when I forget that I no longer have grandparents.  Yet when I see the ties hanging in my closet I know that last year we lost them both and now those ties serve as my constant reminder.  So I wear one whenever I can, I wear it to dress up, to honor him, and to make him proud as I teach my students.  He would have laughed at that and given me a smile, he was always proud of us no matter what.  



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