My first miniature project was a gift for my Grandpa's 97th birthday. He loved his gift and I just a letter from him in the mail the other day with a picture of the two of us on the morning I gave it to him and a hand written note saying "Visitors are intrigued by your gift."
I want to write more about what a generous man he is, how much integrity he has, all the happy memories I have of him. He prays for each of his nine grandchildren every morning by name every morning, something which has comforted me so much during the difficult periods in my life.
He is the first to say that he has lived a full, rich life and that he feels at peace about dying. But I can't help but feel that it is one of life's cruelties that after more than a decade of being extremely sick, only now when I am much better and am able to be fully present in all my relationships that it is his time to go.
I suppose it is a blessing that he lived long enough to see me get well, but right now all I can feel is grief.
This is the present I made for my Grandpa and gave to him last July