An Open Letter to my Grandpa

Dear Grandpa,

Seven years today. How has it been that long? Seven years is such a long time to live without someone so important. I’m doing the best I can down here.

Our last Christmas together you pulled me aside and you made me promise to keep spending time with Grandma after you were gone. I should have realized that was goodbye. I didn’t. I promise I’ll call her today to make sure she’s okay and tell I her love her.

I want to take her to Michigan to see Aunt PeeWee. I’d rather wait for the warm weather, though. We need to sit down and plan that. I’ll bring that up when I talk to her today.

Since you’ve been gone I got my Bachelor’s and my Master’s degree. I’m working to build a career and a life for myself. I’m not a religious person but I’d like to think you’re somewhere watching and cheering me on.

I always think of you when the day is cool and it smells like rain. It makes me want to go fishing with you again. Even though I totally complained as a kid about it being too hot and having to go to the bathroom IN A BUCKET. I’m still convinced there was another option.

I guess I should wrap this up. It just felt good to talk to you again. I love you and I miss you. Even the you who got irritated and cussed up a storm.


Your “Motormouth” Granddaughter

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