Pawpaw, A Girl's Best Friend

Pawpaws Are A Girl's Best Friend

Even after eight years, it's still hard not having you here.


On March 14th, 2011, I lost my best friend. My Pawpaw was my favorite person in the world, and I could never imagine life without him. We had "rituals" every week that he would come to see us and even when we would go see him. These plans that we made every week with him turned into a routine that I thought I'd never have to live without.

My favorite part of the week was always the weekend. This was because my Pawpaw would bring us bags of candy every week. Pawpaw would knock on the front door every, and we would race to see who got there first. He always gave the best hugs whenever he came in, and he always brought the best candy.

Even during Easter, we ate so many peeps that I've grown quite tired of them now. He never failed to make the bad days better, and even today I pick up some of the candy he used to bring us so that I can feel closer to him. After eight years, I still miss getting to see him every week.

Although Pawpaw would come to see us, we also went to his house to visit him. On most days we would pick up Wendy's and take it to him. I always worried about my Pawpaw because he would take all of his pills and do his insulin shots while my mom helped him.

We knew he was sick, but we never knew we would lose him so soon. I remember running around his trailer playing "It's time to kiss Jamie!" My sister and I would chase my brother around trying to kiss his cheeks. We loved every second we spent with him, and I never thought I'd have to live without him so soon.

In 2008, my Pawpaw moved to Utah to live with his son. Just knowing he was moving killed me. The weekly visits stopped as well as the weekend visits with candy. I remember him renting a Uhaul and us helping him pack it up. After he moved, we called him as much as we could, but it never felt the same.

He came back to visit a couple of times, but then his health got so bad he could no longer travel. At one point, my parents told me we were flying out to Utah to see him, but we couldn't afford it, so my mom just went. She stayed for a few days and about an hour after she got home, she had a phone call.

I remember her running out the kitchen door crying, and I knew what had happened. My parents, grandparents, and aunt and uncle came to our house that night, and we all stood in the kitchen sobbing for hours. I cried so hard I could barely stand up. Even after eight years, thinking about him still brings a tear to my eye.

On March 14th, 2011, I lost my best friend. I lost the person that I never thought I would lose. We always had so much fun with him that losing him never crossed my mind. Our routines made me understand how important the little things are in life.

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To My Best Friend Of 15 Years

You are my person.


To my person,

I will never forget the first day that we met. It was the first day of preschool and my mom had just dropped me off. As I started to walk into the classroom I noticed that you were sitting alone on the floor crying. Not sure what to do, I went over to you and asked if you wanted to go play. Your face immediately lit up as we walked into the classroom and in that moment I knew that you would become my best friend. Ever since that day we've been attached by the hip and I wouldn't want it any other way.

April Roberson

Our friendship is the one true relationship that I can count on and for that I am forever grateful. This friendship of ours goes beyond our laughs and lake days. It's real. Through blood, sweat, and tears you've always been right by my side no matter what. You pick me up when I am drowning in pain. You cheer for me even when my ego is a little too high. You love me even when you should hate me. But, most importantly, you stand by me.

Our friendship is the perfect example of trust. You taught me that the right people can be trusted and will not betray you. No matter how dark the secret or how crazy the adventure, you never speak a word about me to anyone. You care about protecting my heart from the awful things in this world and when I am broken you are always there to pick up the pieces no matter how long it takes them to heal.

April Roberson

Our friendship has been a lifetime of happiness with a little bit of spunk. Not only do you encourage my crazy adventures, but you're always right by my side for each one. You keep life exciting and you make it easy. You are a true gift from God and I feel completely indebted to you for the role that you've played in my life. Our friendship is so special because it's full of our tremendous amounts of giving, sharing, and most importantly, love. There's not a day that goes by when I don't feel overwhelmingly thankful to have you by my side doing life with me.

So thank you, to my person. Thank you for always showing up for every little thing and making life so much better. Thank you for being my adventure inspiration and my lifelong travel buddy. Thank you for loving me unconditionally through the good, the bad, and the ugly. Lastly, thank you for being the one person that I can forever count on in this life time. I love you with my whole heart and I wouldn't want to do life with anyone else. You are my person.



April Roberson

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An Open Thank You Letter To My First Big Girl Job

I've learned so much from my kitchen job.


Last summer I got my first real job. I had been a baby sitter and did household chores for my family, but nothing where I received an hourly pay before. It was a new, but familiar job.

My Grammie Betsy spent thirty years as a restaurant manager. I spent a lot of time with her at work when I was little. So, when I started my kitchen job last summer, it was comforting. However, it was still challenging.

While working in the kitchen, I had many responsibilities. Like, prepping food, doing dishes, helping on the line, and some cleaning. It can be a little overwhelming at times, but overall I believe the job is rewarding. This job has taught me many lessons. It also blessed me with friends and mentors. All I want to say is thank you.

Thank you for teaching me accountability. I quickly learned that one person can throw the whole kitchen off. If someone shows up late, the entire kitchen can be behind. Also, if one person calls out and there is not a replacement, it can cause people to have to stay later than expected. Therefore, it is important to do your part.

Along with accountability, thank you for teaching me about teamwork. On days someone's prep list is shorter than others, it is nice to help others with their responsibilities. Also, getting through the rush requires everyone.

At our store, it requires at least one person on the hot side and one person on the cold side. However, we also need someone who will put proteins in the oven, and grab things from the walk in. Sometimes our hot side or cold side person gets a little overwhelmed. Therefore, someone often hops on to help out.

If co-workers didn't help each other out ticket times would be extremely long and that person would be completely overwhelmed. Trust me I've been so overwhelmed that I've cried and that was with help. I am so thankful that we always help each other out at my store.

Most of all, thanks for all the fun. Thank you for morning jam sessions while we get ready for the day. Thank you for the sing-a-longs. Thank you for all the laughs on days most of us have worked doubles and are delirious. Thank you for the Quick Trip runs. I gotta have my coffee. Thank you for getting me to try new food. Thank you for making me learn to love cleaning. There is nothing more satisfying than making a dirty kitchen wall clean again.

Thank you for all the friendships and the deep or not so deep conversations. Thank you for giving me people who laugh at my clumsiness, but also appreciate it.

me and my coworkers jamming

Work can be stressful. Seven a.m. alarms can be frustrating, but seeing my co-worker's faces in the morning is worth it. Thank you for giving me a second family. Thank you for giving me another place to call home. My kitchen job is more than just a job. It has taught me many lessons and given me many friends. I wouldn't be the person I am without that experience.

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