Dear Grandad
It has been so long since you departed this life, I was too young to remember the day the angels called you home to rest, yet you are still ever-present in my mind. It is so hard to believe that you could miss someone you never knew but your absence has shaped the fabric of my being more than you could ever know.
I think about you often, I wonder what you would think of me now, I wonder if you would be proud of me. You fought for my freedom during the war and the lord never gave you a chance to see me enjoy it. I am inspired by my mother's memory of your courage, of your convictions and of your spirit.
There are times when I look up at the sky and wonder if you are looking down on me, guiding me through the trials and tribulations of my life with a gentle touch of persuasion, sometimes I just wish you were.
As the day of your departure draws near, there is nothing that I wouldn't give to hold you in my arms or just to talk to you or even just to see your face. It has been 25 years since you were called home for your final rest and now more than ever I wish you were here.
I love you Grandad
Natalie
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