Dear Grandpa,
Mommy said you went to heaven…she said it’s not like going to the store…she said, once you go to heaven…we won’t be seeing you no more.
She said whenever I am sad and missing you…there is something I can do…she said to send my thoughts to heaven and they’ll find their way to you.
She said I should write you a letter and my sadness will recede…besides she said you know your grandpa…and how much he likes to read.
She said to do the best I can for she knows I’m just a boy…she said not to write about how sad I am…but to write about our joy.
I remember all those books you’d read to me…my favorite was the dancing giraffe…I remember all those jokes you’d tell…all those times you made me laugh.
I remember watching TV in your arms…falling asleep before the show was through…I remember waking up to find…you were sleeping too.
I remember throwing airplanes in the park…watching them soar so high…I remember when you’d pick me up..and together we would fly.
Hey, you know Mom was right…she said if sat down and wrote you a letter
that I wouldn’t be as sad…that it would make me feel better.
But I’m a little tired now…I hope you understand
If I bring this letter to a close…because all this writing hurts my hand…
But do not worry Grandpa…I’ll send you letters day and night…
because I have a lot more paper…and so much more to write.
So good night Grandpa…I hope this letter finds you happy…
when it finds you in the sky….
Mom said I should say good night…
and never say goodbye.