Red.

It is so bold, so strong.

Yet it can be soft like love and the heart. It is a symbol of Valentine’s Day, a holiday of lovers.

It can be scary like blood. Dark red blood oozing out of a cut or scrape.

It can be powering like red Gatorade. Giving you strength to continue to the end!

It can be needed like the organs inside. Without them we wouldn’t live. Without Red we wouldn’t live.

It reminds me of my Grandpa. It was his favorite color. He was strong, bold, loved, needed and powering. And he will forever be missed.

Just like the color Red, he will never be forgotten.