Love you lots.
Dear Grandpa,
If I were to speak truthfully. You are my father. I love you very much. I remember as early as 3 years old you were there for me. I had a nightmare when you, grandma and I went to New Hampshire. We were sleeping in a blue tent on a couple of cots, in sleeping bags . I woke up crying and you picked me up and comforted me.
In elementary school you brought me to the school dances. We danced and you swung me around as if it were the 1950s. Olivia too! We thought it was so much fun! My dad never wanted to go to those sorts of things and my mother’s English wasn’t as good back then, so social events made her nervous. You even dressed up for the Halloween dances too. Grandma took pictures and I love those too!
As we all know you built me that pink dollhouse. “We built” it together. It was a great project. We built a lot of things together. I think that’s part of what got me so interested in constructing and crafting as an adult. We fixed up the [i]Hideout[/i] together and that was fun. We even got Cody to climb up there! What a dog! You saved me from the wasps that would sometimes try to build a home in there too. I love the diamond shaped window we put on the door. :)
I miss you. I wish we lived closer. But I am grateful that you always supported me from afar and always had my back. Whether I’m chasing a dream or just being me. You are [i]S’Wonderful[/i]. I do want to see you again. I tried getting a last minute flight today but all the connecting flights there and back would take up the short amount of time I could stay. Sometimes I wished I lived a year with you guys when I was 23. Or sometimes I wonder what it would have been like to live with you and Grandma after my mother passed, when I was in highschool; if I finished out highschool with you guys. I wonder if I’d be a different person. I tried giving my dad the opportunity to be a dad but he blew it. You’ve always cared about me and my well being, no matter the distance and that is Love. I would have been so lost and alone and depressed if it had not been for you and Grandmas support.
After my mom passed.You bought me balloons and a card that played that [i]Smashmouth[/i] song I loved as a kid. ( my dad abandoned me and went to his girlfriends house) You checked up on me and made sure I was fed. I liked having dinner at your house every Monday.
I kept that card. The battery doesn’t work anymore but even looking at it makes me feel good. When the batteries weakend , it played slowed down and warbled- it was hilarious! I carried it in my purse for years just so I could easily pull it out for a quick smile. ( it’s safe in my closet now)Thank you for contributing to my well being while i finished highschool, went to college, and explored the USA. You’d always offer to carry my bag when I came to visit. It’s a small gesture but it meant something. (My “dad” would never. He can’t do anything that “inconveniences” him/ it wouldn’t even cross his mind to ask)
I love receiving your morning texts. They always make me smile, whether there’s an update in them or when there’s just nothing new to say. Keeping each other on our minds makes us feel loved. Staying connected is great. I miss you. I love you. You’re the best!
Love Kimberries
If I were to speak truthfully. You are my father. I love you very much. I remember as early as 3 years old you were there for me. I had a nightmare when you, grandma and I went to New Hampshire. We were sleeping in a blue tent on a couple of cots, in sleeping bags . I woke up crying and you picked me up and comforted me.
In elementary school you brought me to the school dances. We danced and you swung me around as if it were the 1950s. Olivia too! We thought it was so much fun! My dad never wanted to go to those sorts of things and my mother’s English wasn’t as good back then, so social events made her nervous. You even dressed up for the Halloween dances too. Grandma took pictures and I love those too!
As we all know you built me that pink dollhouse. “We built” it together. It was a great project. We built a lot of things together. I think that’s part of what got me so interested in constructing and crafting as an adult. We fixed up the [i]Hideout[/i] together and that was fun. We even got Cody to climb up there! What a dog! You saved me from the wasps that would sometimes try to build a home in there too. I love the diamond shaped window we put on the door. :)
I miss you. I wish we lived closer. But I am grateful that you always supported me from afar and always had my back. Whether I’m chasing a dream or just being me. You are [i]S’Wonderful[/i]. I do want to see you again. I tried getting a last minute flight today but all the connecting flights there and back would take up the short amount of time I could stay. Sometimes I wished I lived a year with you guys when I was 23. Or sometimes I wonder what it would have been like to live with you and Grandma after my mother passed, when I was in highschool; if I finished out highschool with you guys. I wonder if I’d be a different person. I tried giving my dad the opportunity to be a dad but he blew it. You’ve always cared about me and my well being, no matter the distance and that is Love. I would have been so lost and alone and depressed if it had not been for you and Grandmas support.
After my mom passed.You bought me balloons and a card that played that [i]Smashmouth[/i] song I loved as a kid. ( my dad abandoned me and went to his girlfriends house) You checked up on me and made sure I was fed. I liked having dinner at your house every Monday.
I kept that card. The battery doesn’t work anymore but even looking at it makes me feel good. When the batteries weakend , it played slowed down and warbled- it was hilarious! I carried it in my purse for years just so I could easily pull it out for a quick smile. ( it’s safe in my closet now)Thank you for contributing to my well being while i finished highschool, went to college, and explored the USA. You’d always offer to carry my bag when I came to visit. It’s a small gesture but it meant something. (My “dad” would never. He can’t do anything that “inconveniences” him/ it wouldn’t even cross his mind to ask)
I love receiving your morning texts. They always make me smile, whether there’s an update in them or when there’s just nothing new to say. Keeping each other on our minds makes us feel loved. Staying connected is great. I miss you. I love you. You’re the best!
Love Kimberries
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