Hey Grandpa,
Im writing you a blog. It's this new thing we have thats kind of like a journal or diary on the computer. I cant even begin to describe how much I miss you. But Im sure you know because I talk to you a lot. Sometimes I sit and wait for an answer, as if you're really still here. I look over at your photo in my living room as I read this, proud that you were a strong, responsible, caring, hardworking man. Through your tough exterior, you never failed to show me affection. You always made sure that you taught me the way things should be. Remember when you taught me how to ride a bike with no training wheels? I was so excited and you were cheering me on, even though constantly running behind the bike left you winded. You left us on God's time, but it felt much too soon. You'd love my son. He's so smart, and Im sure he'd have you laughing. Sometimes I think he might not have even been here if I was still under your care when he was conceived. So I guess God gave him to me to replace you. One day you all will meet, but Ive told him lots about you. Your stern teaching has helped me stay on the straight and narrow. Even at times when I felt like a cadet in a boot camp, I knew it came from love. I miss you so much and cant wait to see you again.
Love you,
Lexi
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