DEAR GRANDPA

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Dear Grandpa,



Yep, it's Chris again.  Yesterday, I asked somebody where they were from, and rhey were from, and they said Nahant.  I almost started crying.  I wanted to, but I was at work, so I really could not.  I never cried at your funeral or your wake, maybe a little.  I guess I wanted to seem strong.  I know now that was wrong.  I know rhat I did not have to.  Ir helped a little, yesterday.



  Chris



  

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Lesa Gay's picture

Our minds think the same. I often just drop a note to someone that has left this earth. It is always alright to grieve. It is a way to let the memories become sweet and the pain to heel.

Blessings,
Lesa