Fading Memories

Every year I post a picture of my grandfather and write an ode to him. Have been doing it for the last 5-6 years but do not have words this year. As the years go by, I feel him in me but I am slowly forgetting him. I remember his values and how I should live life but I am losing his words bit by bit. 

I am sure like most relationships, time is a healer and it makes you forget but here I want to remember. He meant the world to me and I don't really want to lose bits of him as I grow up. I have an image of him that I cling on to, this idealistic, gandhian man but sometimes I wonder if he was as perfect that I make him out to be. I will never know because I have traces of those memories and even some of those are fading away. 

He will always be my hero, no matter what happens but maybe a post every year on the birthday is not the answer. There are other ways to make him proud and I need to figure those out.