Frozen Eggo Waffles

My grandparents lived in myrtle beach, which was only a two hour trip with traffic.
​​​My mom, my siblings, and I would be on the way to visit my grandparents; my mom would call my grandmother but she wouldn't speak.
We'd turn up the radio and sing along to the song 'You Can Call Me Al', which for some reason my grandmother despised the song, she'd eventually laugh and say "I'll see you in a bit!".
When I was little I spent a lot of time with my grandfather. 
In myrtle beach, my siblings would jump at the chance to go around with my grandma and mom, unlike me.
I would jump at the chance to stay in my grandparent's house and bond with my grandpa.
We'd watch tv, talk about his youth, and listen to music. 
When I was really upset my grandfather would hold me and sing 'Brown Eyed Girl' and he never hesitated to say "If a boy ever sings this song to you, and he treats you right, marry that boy. Promise me?".
And, of course, I'd agree though it never really made sense to me. 
He was the first person who let me drink coffee, I was making and drinking coffee when I was 7, and I'd drink it black because that's how he'd drink it.
My grandmother and I were never super close, for reasons unknown she was a little more rough with me, we never really bonded.
She actually told me I was fat, she would say "Chubby's cute, but you're far from that." 
I remember I would cry and be so upset, my sister would console me and we'd sneak snacks to our room and have a pig out.
So here I sit, after losing my grandpa at 14 and my grandma at 16, crying and wishing I could hear my grandpa sing one more time. Wishing I could hear him talk about his favorite musicians like Elvis and Sinatra, and his three jobs he had when he was young to keep his family afloat.
I finally understood what my grandfather was always saying, he had high standards for me, not only relationship wise.
​​​​​​My mom told me my grandma's favorite food was Californian rolls, which was mine too. I realized we probably would've been good friends under different circumstances. 
I wanted my grandparents back regardless.
​​​​​​I wanted to sneak a frozen Eggo waffle and eat it in my bed, knowing tomorrow I'd spend time with my favorite person, my grandpa, and not having the dramas of teenage year's and even adulthood problems to deal with when I woke.
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