how my day ended
I think what is sometimes better than receiving gifts is just having the acknowledgment and knowing that someone cares enough to do something for you. I got to my room today and found a “happy graduation” letter from my Grandpa on my desk. After reading it, I wasn’t able to hold back the tears-not because of the check he included with the card, but because this is the first time I have ever received anything just from him. And that meant more to me than the money. When I was little and my Grandma was still alive, she would do all the gifts and cards. After her death, I could tell that everything from my Grandpa was really just from my aunt Bonnie, who just wrote his name on it. But this time, it was from him. The card was written in his handwriting. Even the envelope. And that made my day.
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