Dear grandma,
I’m writing to you to thank you for all the memories and the forever-enduring moments we’ve shared together for the past 24 years. Some I was too young to remember, some that I remember fondly. Such as when you came to all of my track meets no matter what the weather. You would be cheering me on from the stands as I run down the track to the finish line. Or how you would always listen to what I had to say and genuinely take an interest in it no matter how silly it seemed.
I remember when I was little I would sit in your lap during morning meeting, and after church riding with you to the Beef Carver. Being in the car with you was better than riding with the president of the United States. To me, you were the president.
When the family would come over you would greet us with a warm smile that also told how happy you were to see us. When we would tell you things you would find some humor in our tales and you never hid your laughter. When you would laugh, it was a genuine laugh which always brought a smile to my face.
When my parents were away I would spend those days over at your house until they came home. During those times I would ask how my dad was when he was younger. I was always interested in hearing your tales.
I loved how some of the things I said innocently amused you. Things like “why” or “lets get the **** out of here”, things that I was too young to say or very unique phrases; you found amusing and you incorporated them into your life and became a part of your personality.
I admired how sincere you were. You made everyone feel special and welcome. You never showed a temper or anger, which is something I have learned from you and have put to practice in my own life.
You were my beloved grandma and you still are. Even in death, which I don’t consider to be death but a long sleep for we will once again be together. It saddens me to not have you alive and among us today, our lives will never be the same when this day comes to a close, but we take with us the joy and honor of having the opportunity to have our lives graced by your loving touch. This is something that not even death can take from us.
So in closing I bid you, not a good bye, but a good night, for we shall meet again in the sky before our glorious Lord for all eternity.
With love,
You’re beloved grandson Darin
