One last letter

Dear Grandma,
Here is one last letter for the road,
I am really going to miss writing to you, and all of our talks Grandma. I especially liked hearing about the deer. Or when you talked about the early days those are all things I really liked to hear. How much you hated plucking chickens at the chicken factory, how much you hated cleaning grandpa’s fish at the end of the day. How much you loved your family in every single way. How much you hated farming but always loved hearing my stories anyway. I will miss how your eyes lit up when we came to visit each time. The way you got excited when music man began to play. I loved when it was fair time and I rushed to see your wins. Those great big blue ribbons gleaming in the bins. I will miss buying those little spoons that hung carefully on your wall, so proudly sparkling for all to see, what did start that anyway?
You were such a patient soul, touching everyone’s lives with your smile. Sharing your talents and going the extra mile.  You taught us grandkids skills like sewing and crafting, and while we were learning at your side, you stitched many works to give to the needy. Because Grandma, one thing you never were was greedy. And you always knew the wheel of fortune puzzles before the people actually playing. We always said you should go on that show and win big Grandma. But you were happy at home with us, staying.
Your home cooking was a skill all of us coveted and your recipes we all begged for. Holidays were a joy to all and longed for. Because grandma, you have the biggest heart of all.
You touched so many lives grandma, some are here with me, the rest are there with you. Will you give grandpa a hug for us and tell him we will see him again when we get there too.
Don’t be to sassy up there now Grandma, or do. Like I told you, I got all my sass from you.
I asked a little birdie from outside your room to fly this letter to you in heaven, he assured me he knew the way. With this we say farewell for now and we will see you again one day.