After a graduation, a wedding, a new baby — write to him. The letters become part of the family’s history, kept for the generations who will want to know who he was.
Poppa, I wish you were here to see this. I walked across that stage today and looked for you in the crowd out of habit — you never missed one. I carried your name with me the whole way. Thank you for showing me what showing up means.
Mommy says you would have driven a thousand miles just to see my backpack. I will make you proud, Poppa J.
“A person’s life is measured not by what they leave behind, but by the lives they continue to shape.”
