Dear Grandpa,

I miss you. I wish heaven could take phone calls. I miss all the times we spent laughing, or sitting and talking, having a heart to heart. I wish we could go strawberry picking one last time like we did when I was a little girl. You were and will always be my super hero. You fought for such a long time and for that you will forever be my own personal hero. I miss everything about you. Your smile could brighten anyone’s day, your laugh was absolutely contagious, your faith was oh so strong, your hugs could warm the darkest hearts, and your words of encouragement could make anyone do anything they put their mind to. We always had the best time together in whatever we were doing.

But as I got older I started to get busier and more involved with my friends, school, and especially my sport. I had little to no room to do all the things we used to do when I was child. Time in between visits became months instead of weeks, phone calls became shorter, and pictures together were taken quickly on my iPhone before we were departing. I truly want to say sorry because I always thought that when life slowed down that we would have time to do all those little things we did before. I thought that the visits would be more frequent, that the phone calls would last for hours, that we could have planned photo shoots, and always thinking that we had more time to do those things until we didn’t….

I love you now and always. And I also promise you that I am forever staying sweet.