Susan: Thank you for thinking of me. I’m trying to get back into the swing of me. I’ll be plaguing the internets soon. :)

Danette: Thank you. I’ve been thinking of you too.

Vero: xo

Suzanne: Thank you, I appreciate it a lot.

when my grandpa died four years ago I was a wreck. you -are- brave for giving the eulogy. my sister read a poem she wrote at our grandpa’s funeral and I don’t know how she got through it. I wrote one of my own four months after he died and gave it to my grandma.

dear grandpa, you’re gone and nothing is the same
sometimes when i close me eyes,
i can see the tubes in your pale body and hear your heavy sighs
when you won forever, you lost your life. please may i ask, why does life feel like a game?

dear grandpa, i’d do anything to feel the ouch
of not being able to breathe because you’re hugs were always too tight.
with your passing, someone’s indefinitely turned off a light,
though everything good inside of you is now in me, of this i can vouch.

dear grandpa, at first i was angry you left me behind.
you had so much waiting for you when you woke up, you were more than just a face in the crowd.
i wished there was one thing i had done, just one to make you proud.
now i know you never judged, never wanted anything more than what i gave – all you wanted was just to be around.

dear grandpa, i’m ashamed to admit i can’t remember if your eyes were brown or blue,
but i promise to always remember your unselfish, unquestionable, unconditional love.
the gift you gave was more than i could ever dream of.
i miss you so much and i love you even more, i honestly honestly do.

xoxo

Briony: thank you, C-P, that means a lot.

Tristan: <33

Kelvin: Thank you. I was warned repeatedly not to wing it because I guess there is a long history in our church of people winging eulogies and not doing to well or something but that’s what you did, isn’t it? As hard as it was to read from a paper, I can’t imagine getting up there without one at all. You were very brave.

Angela: Thank you, that means a lot.