Thursday, November 30, 0002
My dearest Grandfather-- I raise this tea cup in honor of you, Poppy Dicks...and smile sweetly at the memories of your love and laughter. I pour the boiled water over my tea leaves...and allow my tears of overwhelming sadness to flow freely. I wait, patiently as the tea begins to steep...and reminisce upon all the holidays and summers spent together. I lift the spoon...knowing that you have been lifted from this Earthly life to one of Eternal Peace. I add the sugar....and thank God for the chance to have known you and to have been influenced by you. I clank my spoon against the inside of my mug, stirring...stirring it all together...and I cry (as the tea stirring clank was the last sound I heard from you). I enjoy this bittersweet cup of tea...as I have been blessed by knowing you, and by receiving your love. You are indeed the Grand, in Grandfather; You have deeply touched all hearts that have met yours; You will be forever loved and forever missed; You are forever fossilized within my heart; With all my love, Poppy, I'll miss you.
