So I recently stumbled upon an old letter from my grandfather that was written back in 2005. He passed away about 3 years ago in 2007. He was living in the Philippines when he wrote that letter and when he passed. I was only eleven when he and my grandmother moved back there and in 2006 my family and I visited them for your 50th wedding anniversary. It just made me realize how much he wanted to see us, and how much he missed us, and how much I miss him. He was a very strong man, he was in his 80's when he passed and about a year later my grandmother followed. In his letter he wrote about how he just woke up and I was in his mind. When I first read that line it shocked me because I didn't know I was that special to him. He even addressed the letter to me and not to my family in general and I felt that he was able to connect with me. When I was young and he was living with us in Northern California, he would always wake up with the sun. He would wake me up and I would crawl out of bed, eyes still closed, half awake and half asleep trying to stand up and face the new day. He would always have pan de sal (filipino bread) with butter and a bit of cinnamon on top and coffee, always reading a newspaper looking out the window, sun shining on his face. He was a short little man but he was very strong and patient. (think of mr.miyagi from the karate kid) Even though I was still groggy and grumpy I would look at him and find peace within me. Reading that letter brought up feelings I haven't felt in a long time. I miss him. He inspired me to do what I am doing with my life and to always be strong and focused. He was able to deal with a lot of bad stuff in his life and he always seemed to do it with a smile. He would always put drama aside and he kept to himself. He is the light in my smile.
I just thought I would write something about him because of that letter. Have any of you felt the same with anyone in your life? Please leave a comment.
R.I.P Grandpa
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