Died last night.
I feel awful. I have not been a very good grandson.
We lived in the same town, but I have not seen her since 1999. Her daughter made my youth a living hell, she helped raise me. I would like to say She kept me away, but it was my fear and resentment of her. I know it hurt Gramma, and it hurt me. I feel it right now. I should have manned up and visited. It would have been the right thing to do.
The sad thing is I have the week off and had decided to pay her a visit later this week. I had seen a special on WW2 wich made me think of my grandpa which made me think of her. I wanted to talk about his Service inthe war.
Now... I never will.
I loved her. She was the best of us. She was always good for a piece of candy, even when Grampa said no. She had the softest warmest hugs. She had a soft comforting voice.
I learned from them, how to be a good person. I did not follow the examples I had at home. My single homosexual mother putting her lover first always, living in sin. Her lover kept us so poor some years I had no coat for the winter, but she had THOUSANDS in the bank. The fighting, the constant conflict.
Thank God for Henry and Imajean Holtman for I would not be the person I am today. I can say that I am the best of my family because of them. They were together 50+ years before Grandpa died, but now they are together again.
Do you want to really know how good these people really were?
In 1982, they accepted 2 poor and almost lost children into thier family as if they were thier own grandkids. My mother was thier Daughter's lover. They accepted us out of the goodness of thier hearts and made us feel loved. They didn't have to, but I thank God every day that they did. They never ONCE made us feel like we were anything but Family.
Gramma and Grampa,
Thank you for my life. I will never ever forget you. I am so sorry for not coming to see you more. You made me who I am. Thank you.
Pick up the phone. Call your loved ones. If you don't you will regret it for the rest of your life like I will. She deserved better from me. I have to stop, I can't see the keys anymore. Must be fumes from the laptop or something...
I feel awful. I have not been a very good grandson.
We lived in the same town, but I have not seen her since 1999. Her daughter made my youth a living hell, she helped raise me. I would like to say She kept me away, but it was my fear and resentment of her. I know it hurt Gramma, and it hurt me. I feel it right now. I should have manned up and visited. It would have been the right thing to do.
The sad thing is I have the week off and had decided to pay her a visit later this week. I had seen a special on WW2 wich made me think of my grandpa which made me think of her. I wanted to talk about his Service inthe war.
Now... I never will.
I loved her. She was the best of us. She was always good for a piece of candy, even when Grampa said no. She had the softest warmest hugs. She had a soft comforting voice.
I learned from them, how to be a good person. I did not follow the examples I had at home. My single homosexual mother putting her lover first always, living in sin. Her lover kept us so poor some years I had no coat for the winter, but she had THOUSANDS in the bank. The fighting, the constant conflict.
Thank God for Henry and Imajean Holtman for I would not be the person I am today. I can say that I am the best of my family because of them. They were together 50+ years before Grandpa died, but now they are together again.
Do you want to really know how good these people really were?
In 1982, they accepted 2 poor and almost lost children into thier family as if they were thier own grandkids. My mother was thier Daughter's lover. They accepted us out of the goodness of thier hearts and made us feel loved. They didn't have to, but I thank God every day that they did. They never ONCE made us feel like we were anything but Family.
Gramma and Grampa,
Thank you for my life. I will never ever forget you. I am so sorry for not coming to see you more. You made me who I am. Thank you.
Pick up the phone. Call your loved ones. If you don't you will regret it for the rest of your life like I will. She deserved better from me. I have to stop, I can't see the keys anymore. Must be fumes from the laptop or something...
