26/52 – Saturday, June 25, 2016. Tomorrow would have been your Grandpa Rick’s 71th birthday. The eighth that has passed without him. I continue to find June difficult. It is full of reminders that he is no longer here. Father’s Day, his birthday, the blooming of his beloved irises and lilies. … You never got to meet him, but this morning, as we enjoyed a beautiful, early summer morning, we blew bubbles together and watched them until they floated away and disappeared and we talked about how much he would have loved to have joined in.