I'm calling all angels.

I really missed my grandpa Bob today. I’m not sure if it finally hit me today or what. I never was completely close to him, but he still was family and family is family. It doesn’t matter. I think I’ve just been more upset since my parents put down Fly. I think that the only reason why any of us handled his passing away so good was because of Fly. We never had time to grieve, because we were all too worried about trying to give away a dog.
Maybe also because it’s my mom’s 50th birthday today. And so if he was still alive, we would probably be seeing him tomorrow when the rest of my family would be here. But then again, he would still have his dogs, so maybe he wouldn’t come.
And Fly would still be alive too.
Ugh, shit.
It just really worries me that I’m more upset about putting down a dog, then I was when my own grandfather died. I just think it never hit me until it had something like this to trigger it. My emotions are so weird sometimes.
But today I listened to the radio station that we listen to back home, and the song that was playing was “Calling All Angels” by Train. It’s the same song that was playing when we were driving home from his funeral, I think. Or maybe it was from his Visitation. Anyway, it still had to do with something like that. And I remember that my whole family was talking and as soon as that song came on the radio, everyone stopped and listened.
So to me it was really odd today that I was thinking about him and about Fly, and that was the song that I heard.
I saw it as a sign, but then again, that whole idea is corny. That a song would come on a radio just because it reminds you of a person. Maybe they just overplay that song on that radio station. But then again, I've only heard it twice. The first time on the way home and then today. Eh, I don’t know. I took it as a sign anyway.
I wanted to write more, on a completely different topic, but I think it would be rude if I did. So we'll save that for another day.