And even though it's different now, you're still here somehow...

You used to call me your angel
Said I was sent straight down from heaven...

Salut...
Les parlons de le chanson "I Miss You" (Miley Cyrus) décrivent maintenant ma vie. Ce matin, ma père m'a téléphoné, et il m'a dit que mon grand-père est mort.

Mon grand-père, Jacques Bouchard, était le meilleur! Il était drôle, et il m'a enseigné beaucoup. Je lui parlais toujours, spécialement sur Noël. Il m'a dit les histoires incroyable...


I have been listening to Miley Cyrus's song, "I Miss You" all day long. This morning, I received news that my grandfather had passed away.
He has been sick for awhile now, and I hated to see him suffer. Nothing made me feel worse than seeing him in that hospital bed. He looked so fragile and weak. I remember the last thing he told me, before I came to America: "Sabine, you are becoming a brilliant young lady. I expect great things from you." He kissed my hand and then added, "Make me proud."
I wish I was actually able to tell him about my life in America. I wished I could have visited home before all this happened...

I really wish to be in France right now! It's terrible being so far away at a time like this. I need to be with my family. Sure, technology is great, but that does not make up for not being about to physically be there...

All I hope now is that he is in a better place. I want to know he's OK.
Je t'aime, grand-père.
-Sabine

Sorry I didn't post more...I just really need some peace today. Even Sandrine is upset. For once, she doesn't want the day to be all about her...