Wednesday, November 14, 2012

Grandparents Day & Visiting Heaven

Dear John,
 
I know it's early, but there are a couple of things I can't wait to tell you.
 
Today was Grandparents Day at the elementary school, and a good time was had by all. It meant a lot to me that Elyssa was excited about my being there. We went to their rooms first, then had lunch with them, then recess. Elyssa had been telling me about the different slides on the playground, so she showed me all the gym equipment. And I got to meet and talk to her teacher, who I like very much. It was fun. And it was another of those things I never dreamed I'd get to do. It was a special morning.
 
As I walked home, DeWayne drove into his driveway. So I went over to talk for a bit. And get this: Remember little Tanner? He's the new town Clerk/Treasurer. I can't believe he's all grown up now. What age does that make me? Older than dirt? Yeow. I'm so glad and proud of him.
 
I wish you could go by and congratulate Tanner. And I wish you could have been there for Grandparents Day. Elyssa remembers you, and I'm so thankful for that. I tell her how much you loved her. She sees your picture every day, so she will continue to remember you. I'm glad Danica is old enough to have really known you, and so thankful that she was here last winter. We all miss you.
 
I saw this post on Facebook this morning, and had to show it to you. If Heaven did have visiting I'd just never leave. God would have to call Security (St. Michael the Archangel?) to have me removed. I suppose there is some select visiting in Heaven - there are saints that have been there and come back. They didn't want to come back either. I'd be happy just to have my cell phone plan cover Heaven so I could talk to you. But it's hard enough to keep my head here and not there, so it probably wouldn't be good for me to make it any more difficult.
 
I just had to tell you this and show you the picture - it wouldn't wait until tonight. I need to get back to housework now. I love you lots. If the Visitor Policy is ever changed, be sure to let me know.
 
Love you, Grandpa!
Joan. 

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