A Thank You To My grandparents

A Thank You To My Grandparents

Grandma and grandpa, I can never thank you enough for everything you've ever done for me.


To the grandparents who have loved, supported, and cared for me all of my life. They are the people that matter most to me and I am so lucky to have the coolest and most generous grandparents around me. They have helped shape me into the women I am today because of the role they played and the impact they have made in my life. I have three grandparents left on this earth. I have one deceased, and one who shut us out of her life, and that has taught me to never take a second for granite with the grandparents I have around. Before my first grandparent passed away, his family was his entire world and that is something I will always remember the most about him.The grandparents I have now have more than made up for the one that was absent most of my life and for that I am forever grateful for them. When I was younger I took them for granted but as I have gotten older they are become an important part of my life that I don't know what I would do without them one day.

1. Thank you for the birthday calls every year.

I look forward to our talks, even on random days when you'd butt dial me.

2. Thank you for listening to me talk about anything and everything.

Even the small stuff, you always stayed invested.

3. Thank you for supporting every decision I made and standing by my side.

No matter what.

4. Thank you for making the best home cooked meals.

And making sure I never leave hungry.

5. Thank you for shaping my parents into amazing people. 

I also could not live without them.

6. Thank you for putting your family before you. 

You taught me what it is like to be kind to the people around you.

7. Thank you for being the coolest grandparents. 

I can laugh with you endlessly, be silly in front of, and have fun with.

8. Thank you for showing each of your grandchildren how much they are loved and adored by you. 

We love just as much as you love us!

9. Thank you for being there through the hard times. 

They weren't always easy, but you made them a little better.

10. Thank you for showing me how to be strong.

And teaching me to never give up on anything.

I will never be able to fully express how much I am thankful for my grandparents because they've done more things for me that I could have ever imagined. Thank you for being involved in our lives, even through the long distance. Thank you for everything.

I love you both so much.


your granddaughter.

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When You Give A Girl A Papa

She'll learn enough lessons to last a lifetime.

When you give a girl a Papa she'll have the best adventures.

She'll run around atop his shoulders and learn to fly. Her imagination will never run dry and she'll always be down for a laugh. He'll tell her stories and wipe away her tears. When you give a girl a Papa she'll have memories to last her years.

Papa is German for Dad but in America, it has become a slang term for grandpa. And while it is just a word, for some, it has a deeper meaning. Papa isn't just a grandfather, he's a best friend, the instigator of mischief, a protector, a storyteller, a rock, the strongest man you know and, most importantly, a hero.

Papa can turn ordinary, everyday activities into an adventure. From a young age, I was running behind him as quickly as my little legs could carry me ready for that day's adventure. I was always down for anything Papa was doing, following him in his daily chores and mimicking his every move. Cuddling up and watching sports in his lazy chair was my favorite time of the day because he always told the best stories. Sitting there hanging onto every word he said because it was the most important thing I ever heard.

Papa is full of experience and wisdom. His wise words provide comfort every time I am sad. He can always make me laugh to fight the tears away. I'm not sure how, but he always knows what to say to make me feel better. Papa is a fearless force that never bows and is never broken. He can weather all of the storms while smiling and laughing. I can only hope to have that resilience when facing life's problems. And when Papa was struggling with his own battles, I will stand right next to him, ready to fight and do all I can for him.

Papa can do a happy dance via the phone so he is the person to call when something good happens. He is always there to celebrate life and all its joy. And, even though he tried to hide them, he cried happy tears the day of my high school graduation. I pretended not to notice.

Leaving Nana and Papa's house is always the worst part of the trip. Driving away waving my hand in the air with tears welling in my eyes because I can't wait for the next adventure. Disappointing Papa was the scariest thing you I could think of, but I knew that he would never stay that way for long. There was always a lesson to learn from mistakes.

He is the man I model all men after. If they don't treat me the way Papa demonstrated, they are not worthy of my time. If they don't make me laugh or have that twinkle of passion in their eyes and fire in their soul like my Papa, then they aren't the man for me.

Papa is my hero. I would give anything to be like him, to stand strong and hold the world together when it just wants to fall apart. To be able to make anyone laugh and feel right at home. To fight for what I believe in and work hard to achieve my goals. To have charisma and charm. To deal with people who wrong me with class and kindness. To follow my faith with questions because that is the only way to make your beliefs stronger. To be the person everyone speaks of with a fond memory in their eye.

At the end of it all, he is my Papa and no one can take his place. I can and will drop anything to be by his side. He has shaped me into the person that I am working to be. I will always call him for advice and kind words.

Best friends come in many forms, but my favorite will always be my Papa.

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The Lines Beside My Grandma's Eyes

Wrinkles are our body's diary of the adventures we have had.


The photo book opens. Happy memories gush out, overflowing onto the table, they catch my eye and touch my heart. I know very well, the woman that smiles back at me from page five. I knew her when she stood five feet 6 inches tall beside me, not four by five inches as she is now, preserved in this album of captured love. Yes, I knew her when her curves were 3D, when her sound, her scent, her smile were a reality before me.

A beauty through and through, from ages zero till 92. She blessed the earth she walked on -blades of grass bowed down before she even took a step on them. The wind blew to embrace her. To describe her as beautiful would not be enough. I'm convinced her heart was so full of loveliness that it overflowed onto her surface. Even within these pages, she still catches many eyes.

Mine are drawn to her lines. My grandma's face spelled love in the lines that she etched there. Between her eyebrows, she held her worries, above them sat her sass. Around her mouth, she forged ridges from a lifetime of laughter and millions of kisses. But the lines that I'm most interested in are those beside her eyes. There, her soul took up the pencil.

These lines are tender, like the gaze with which her honey eyes held the world. They are riverbeds for tears of joy. They are the tails of shooting stars, evidence of her eyes' twinkle, her omnipresent obstinance to dream. They trace the strong cheekbones where my sleepy head used to plant a goodnight kiss and whisper, "I love you more." They zig-zag like her heartbeat, electrified whenever she caught a wink from her Don. They are the illustration of 92 years of wisdom.

I see my whole childhood, my hopes for who I'll someday be, and my strong family ties in those lines beside her eyes.

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