letter to G- October

Dear G, OCTOBER
Today is a beautiful fall day in October. I know you would like the weather we have been having here. Not too hot, not too cold and just perfect enough for a light sweater or sweat shirt. Lately, I have really missed you. I long for our conversations and chats and I miss your wisdom! Our Warrior will have been actively serving his mission for almost a month now. I know you would share how proud you are of him, and your recollections of when the missionaries would visit you and how nice you thought they all were. I wanted to know how you handled your ache when you had your first son leave home to serve in the war, and I wanted you to share with me how you ever survived when you had your second son, leave home to serve in that same war? I wish I had listened more intently to those stories when Gramps would share what it was like when your third and last son would be called out and how he wrote and said that the war already had two of his sons. I can still hear your words, I can still hear your laughter. I wonder what you would think about Lady Gaga and what funny thing you would say about her. I wonder what your opinion would be about the Obama, the economy and the world affairs are. I wonder what new artists you would have liked or not liked or what would have been your new favorite songs! I miss picking up the phone and hearing you sing, MEET me in St. Louie, Louie! I miss you. I miss the updates that you would give me about each of my cousins and their families. I miss the stories of how you would tell me that Noah would come over and dunk cookies, and how much you loved Jeff for bringing him and what a good mother I am, and how I have the sweetest kids. I miss you! I miss knowing about Gina and you telling me the funny things about her sweet baby and I know you would just tell me she was adorable, and then you would tell me who you thought she looked like.
I play all these conversations in my head. Knowing how you would respond. Your birthday is coming up. I know you hate celebrating it or even mentioning it but on that day and every day you can know that you were truly loved by many! My children will still speak of you, they will openly say they miss you too and then we say how grateful we are that we even got to know you. Not many grandchildren get to have their grandma's for that long, and not many great grandchildren get to have those sweet memories that they have. Many of their friends don't have memories of their great grandparents. They are truly blessed. You helped shape their lives. To this day, Warrior's favorite cookie is pecan sandies because of you, my children can't look at your home without salivating for gum and diet ginger ale and they don't even like diet ginger ale! LOL, but they do at your house!