Me home in the winter, when the sun disappeared at 4 p.m. and snow would cover the ground, and every time, he would tell me the same story of how he used to walk an hour from the neighbouring town to spend an evening with my Grandma when I was a little girl, my Grandad would walk. Irrespective of the current weather, he previously to see her, each day. I usually wished for a love like this. a high-school-sweetheart sort of love. One thing faultless and reliable. But at 26, we recognize that everything we have finally is worldвЂ™s far from fighting through the snowfall simply for a night in somebody company that is elseвЂ™s.