My grandparents are very important people in my life. I grew up lucky as a child to live in the same house as my grandmother and grandfather. I love them both dearly. When I was 10, my grandfather passed away from cancer.
Instead of staying in a hospice, we had a hospital bed brought to our house so that he could go in peace surrounded by those he loved in a place he called home. He was a goofy, accordion playing sweet man who I miss to this day. It breaks my heart that even now, 15 years later, I sometimes still find my grandmother by herself crying, and when I hug her all she says is “i miss him so much”. This is what all love should aspire to be.
Lately she has been going through lots of old boxes and things of his showing me old letters and pictures. Last night she said that she had found something, it was an envelope with my name on it. She didn’t know anything about it and he must have left it with his belongings. The envelope was fragile and worn yellow with age. Inside was a guardian angel and a note that read “to sit on your shoulder, watch over you and keep your spirits high”. I was overwhelmed. He has always been my guidance even though he is not with me anymore, and I feel like he knew that.
So if you’re up there on the internet in the clouds reading this grandpa, I just wanted to say “thank-you for my present, thank-you for the time I got to spend with you, and thank-you for inspiring me to be a person like you”.
Call me Moni-Q. 