A night for greiving and reflection....

Through a series of unfortunate events, it has been nearly a decade since I had seen my grandfather (as well as most of my extended family). Tonight, we learned 8 days later, that he passed on December 15, 2009.

Though the last 9 years have been what they were, I cherish the first 17 years I had with him. The memories can never be taken away.

Today, I was 'coincidentally' reminiscing a memory of him with my mom on the way to the doctors. And last week I came across a letter he had written to me Christmas 1993. I know I was led to find that letter this time of year, at the time that I did, now that I am aware of his passing.

"Dearest Maggie!

You know who this letter is from. The one &
only 'real' Santa.

I am so very proud of you, and you are a special
grand daughter. Just remember in your heart all the past "real" Santa times we
had together.

Always believe in Santa as you always have & the
"real" Santa will always be in your heart, every Christmas time, all through out
your life, no matter how old you & your "real" Santa get. Forever & 1
day.

I love you, My Maggie

Your Santa"

I love you, 'P'. I have peace in the image I have of a healthier, younger you standing at the foot of God.