The day you were born, grandma and grandpa were there. The day you fell off your bike, grandma and grandpa were there. The day you got into a big fight with mom and dad, grandma and grandpa were there. The day you needed those special words of wisdom, grandma and grandpa weren't there anymore.

When you passed away I thought my life was over. First, they took grandma, then they took grandpa. The sting of reality that I won't see you ever again (at least in this realm) still hurts just like the morning I woke up to mom crying because she lost her mother, and then years later her father. I have found hope in the stars that maybe, just maybe you are up there looking down at me while I am looking up at you. Not a single day has gone by that I haven't thought about you because you were and still are one of the biggest influences on my life.

For me, my grandparents (alive and passed on) have been and always will be my forever best friends. Losing them was like losing a little part of myself. At a young age, it is hard to understand why someone would take away those special people from your life. Shouldn't they stay with me forever? Shouldn't they always stay alive? No. They lived their lives and when they left they were moving on leaving behind the greatest gift mankind could ever give. Memories. Memories of love, of your past, of your dreams and wishes. Memories of those days where you didn't want to leave your grandparents house, those days where they snuck you candy when mom said no and those days that they were there for you and set you straight when you thought no one loved you.

Thank you for being there for me all these years either on earth or in heaven. I hope someday we will be reunited again so you both can tell me about your crazy adventures and I can tell you about all of mine. Maybe someday I'll even find that special person to look at the stars with and share the stories of my amazing grandparents with. I love you and miss you.

From: Your grandchildren