Pinky Promise [day twenty.six]

"Traditionally, the pinky swear is considered binding and tantamount to a handshake in terms of sealing a deal. The pinky swear originally indicated that the person who breaks the promise must cut off their pinky finger. In modern times, pinky swearing is a more informal way of sealing a promise."  *I stole that from wikipedia.*

I don't think I made pinky promises until I was in high school... I had never really heard of it. I make them all the time with Brian (my man). We love to sit and tickle (or torture) each other and when we both can't take it anymore, we pinky promise to stop. Well, of course, I'm just waiting on the perfect time to strike again. So, this isn't much a letter, it's just a way to fill a spot.
       The problem with most of these letters is that I could technically write most of them to the same person... but I want to try and write to as many different people as possible. I'm also trying to catch up on all of these so I went almost two weeks without writing one. Dammit. I know. I had a personal issues going on. I'm going to try and go back to writing just about every day... I pinky promise.

The Worst Times [day twenty.five]

Last week, I received a phone call that my grandfather had passed away. Close to a year ago, we found out he had cancer and it hit the entire family hard. This letter is to him...

Dear Pawpaw,
       I'm thankful that I have memories with you and no one can take from me. I was lucky enough that I got to spend several Summer vacations with you. It seemed like you were always going and always busy with something, yet you included me in a lot of that and I'm grateful. Who knew that a child could find so much to hold onto in Anderson, South Carolina?
       I remember the trips to go square dancing, the time I drove us to Florida, swimming in the pool... and many other things. I'm glad that my son actually got to experience that last Summer, before we knew you were sick. He had such a good time.
       It breaks my heart... I hate that you had to go through all the pain and suffering. I always saw you as being healthy and in good shape... It was so hard to see you so sick. I'm sorry that I couldn't come see you more often. I couldn't bring myself to do it. I didn't want to remember you sick. I wanted to remember you as the man I grew up with. I hope you understood that. The last time I saw you was hard... I knew we would lose you soon. I wanted to make sure you knew I loved you. That was the last thing I said to you... "I love you"... I'm good with that. When we pulled out of the driveway that day, I knew it was the last time I would see you. I broke down. You were weak and that was the first time I had ever seen you that way.
       In the days after you passed, I heard people telling stories about you. I learned some things that I didn't know... Joy also told a story from your last night. It assured me that you went peacefully. We will miss you so much. We all loved you and have memories that we'll never forget. Rest in peace, Pawpaw....


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