Grief Letter 2

8.31.18

Pops,

When mom died, I didn't know how you would function. Because of your health, we all assumed that you would go first. And Mom was your world. I know you loved us, but not in the way that you loved her.

I am so grateful for the years in between. Mom's passing gave us a chance to get to know each other better. I got to see what a great granddad you were to Cooper and, especially, Jackson. When you died, we found the baby bed you bought for Clara's dolls, so I that the grand-kids were always on your mind.

I am proud that you were able to break out of your bubble and carve out a life of your own. You traveled by yourself. You ate by yourself. You talked to strangers - which was never an issue for you - but you did it daily after fifty years of having mom by your side. I was so proud of that. 

I wish we had more time. I wish you could see us now. I wish you were able to come to Shaun's wedding - you would really be in your zone. 

I also hope you found the answer to eternal salvation. I know that it was weighing on you leading up to your heart attack. It's almost like you knew that something was coming. After you died, I told your pastor about our conversation and how it started after his sermon. I think he really appreciated that his words got through to you.

Thank you for all the time we did have together, but especially the last two years. I'll always remember those the most fondly.

Love,

Matt