Page 11: September 27, 2016
I’ve been thinking a lot about my Great-Grandparents recently. Every moment I can remember from when they were alive, how they smelled, how it felt to hug them or receive a phone call. I miss them a lot. I mean I talk to them almost everyday (Spoiler Alert: I’m a medium but more on that later). I tell them about what’s going on and how much I love them but it’s still really hard. They were a really big part of my life. They helped shape me into the person I am today. My Grandpa made me realize how much I love art. My Grandma helped me realize how much alike we are (depression and all). It’s a miracle she lived so long after my Grandpa Pat. I think it’s because she had so much love for all of us. I think that’s what kept her going. My grandparents were soulmates. It’s a fact. My grandfather waited for her. He waited. He didn’t leave her side until she was with him again. “I have my bride back.” That’s what he said when they were together again. It’s like he never died. They just picked up right where they left off. I’m going to love Alex like they loved each other. Forever. Really I am. Their love conquered everything. Good times. Bad times. Different countries. A war. Anything and everything. I have their picture on my nightstand. This one actually. That’s how they look now. Young and in love. Even death couldn’t change their live and I think that’s absolutely beautiful. They are the most beautiful people I have ever known. I am so lucky to have known their love. They make it seem so easy. I think loving each other just came so easily to them. It’s really something to admire and appreciate. I mean they drove each other crazy but I mean they loved that too.