Dear Grandpa,
It's a heavy day. I feel the weight of grief for my family on my shoulders. I’ve been searching for the words, but I keep coming up short. So I turn to writing. Writing what’s in my heart, what’s in my mind, what I can’t untangle. So I write and try to make sense of it all. Nothing I say will even begin to describe the person you were. You are the only grandpa I physically knew in this world. The smile, the jokes, the bear hugs, your generosity. You are, will and always have been in my thoughts. I hope you are at peace and having some crazy adventure to heaven that we will hear about some day. We love you and will see you on the other side to be wise asses together, you’re probably laughing at me right now for being sappy. I know you, along with all our other loved ones we have lost along the way are looking down on us smiling. Always smiling. I never imagined we would lose so many people we care about in such a few short years. We grow older everyday and time just slips right through your fingers like salt. Then that salt runs through your wounds leaving sadness wondering where all that time went. My heart is heavy. As much as these loved ones have gone to a better place, I’m sad they are not physically here with us anymore. Fly high grandpa.
“God saw him getting tired, and a cure was not to be. So he put his arms around him and whispered “Come to me.” With tearful eyes we watched him suffer, and saw him slowly fade away. Although we loved him dearly, we could not make him stay. A golden heart stopped beating, hard working hands put to rest. God broke our hearts, to prove to us, he only takes the best.”
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