Wednesday, January 21, 2015
After my grandparents had moved to Florida, they had sent handwritten letters to all of their children and their families weekly. Simply recapping the events in their week, and wishing all of us well. Growing up, I anticipated my father reading us their letters every week, but I also looked forward to seeing the perfectly cut-out cartoons Poppy had bordering Nanna's letters. It's the small things like those letters that help me remember my grandparents. I will miss you, Poppy.