I found a letter this weekend.
My grandfather, “Dandy”, passed away when I was in college.
He was a dear, dear man. Strong and God-fearing, funny and full of love for me.
I found a letter he wrote me when I turned three:
So now you see what got me thinking..
And crying…as I read this I couldn’t stop thinking about how much I will
appreciate it the rest of my life.
In one way, because of his words and his love for me,
and in another way because I see Harper in that letter.
My girl is so much like me, it’s not even funny.
The point is, get those words down.
If you do them on the back of the layout,
that’s wonderful.
If they are hidden, that is wonderful.
Just get them down.
Because that’s what it’s all about…well…to me, anyway.