For some reason, last night before I went to sleep, I was thinking about my grandparents. I'm not sure what made them pop into my head but I thought about them for atleast 30 minutes before I went to sleep.
Let me introduce them first before I tell you the reason for this post.
This is me and my mommom on Christmas in 2008. I swear to you, she is a saint; an angel sent from Heaven. This woman does not have a mean/bad bone in her body. I truly look up to her. I would be beyond devistated if something were to ever happen to her. I may not get to see her as often as I'd like, but I know she is always just a phone call away. My parents & I lived with her my first 3 yrs of life. She is also one of the very few people who ever babysat me. Every New Year's Eve when I was little, my brother & I would go spend the night with her and my grandpop while my parents went out to celebrate. I always looked forward to it because she would buy us our favorite snacks and noise makers. I believe the world needs more people like her.
(sorry for the terrible pic - I took a picture of this picture with my cell phone)
This is me and my poppy (my mommom's husband). Why isn't he smiling? Well my grandmom is next to me and she was smiling like I am so we just decided to keep the pic lol. My poppy is quite the character. He is a 21 year old stuck in a 67 year old's body lol. He hates that he is getting old and always wants to have fun. On holidays, he will stand and talk to M the whole time while having a drink and telling old stories. He is always joking around and laughing. He is a great man. My mommom and poppy have been together since they were 16 yrs old. He was her first everything. I think it's so sweet.
This me and my poppop. Do you love the faded jeans and snow boots? How stylish was I?! This pic is from 1991 so I am approximately 4 yrs old here. I love this picture of us so this is why I'm showing this one instead of a more recent one. God bless this man, seriously. His wife, and my other mommom, passed away when I was 6 yrs old. Devistation is not even the right word to use to describe his feelings. He was with her for over 35 years. She passed of a stroke. Sadly, I didn't know her very well. Like most people though, he moved on with his life and married again. He married again when I was 13 years old. Here comes more terrible news; she passed away January 2007. If that's not bad luck, I'm not quite sure what you call it. Two years after that, his mother passed away. So all he has is my dad and grandchildren. He's been through a lot and it has changed him. I understand though and I have no hard feelings about it because I'm not quite sure I could survive through all of that.
Now, the reason for this post is that I feel as though I have been sucking in the granddaughter department. I am the first born and ONLY granddaughter. I feel as though I should be calling and visiting more. I work over 30 hours a week though and go to school full time so it's hard to visit. Here's comes my brilliant and fun/memorable idea..
I was thinking of writing a letter to my mommom & poppy and one to my poppop. The thing is though, I would tell them that they have to write back and cannot call. I would like our letters to go back and fourth. I feel as though it would be a great way to stay "in the know" with them and I would be able to keep these letters forever.
What do you think of this idea? - Are you close with your grandparents? - How do you stay in touch with them? - Any other ideas for me?