Monday, February 8, 2021
I remember when I was in 1st grade, my grandpa was staying with us, and my friend and I thought it was going to be fun to jump off the roof onto the trampoline. My sister (thankfully) came out and and sent me to my room, I was so scared I packed my tinker bell backpack and jumped out my window and ran. I came back after about 5 minutes and knocked on the door and my grandpa Randy asked me what happened I told him that I had fallen out of my window. We sat in the living room watching a hunting show (Cabela’s) and we “watched” it for about 3 hours talking about life. He told me “my biggest regret was not being there for the people I love” I told him about me “running away” and he told me that he had seen me. My favorite memory was when we had walked to the store and got Cheetos for Nokia (his dog) and when we walked away she howled and cried until he got back. She really was “a mans best friend” his face light up when he saw her. I wish we had more time, more memories, and watched more hunting shows together. I love you grandpa.
-forever your favorite granddaughter Theresa
