For the past few weeks, I've been working on cleaning out out office/store room. Today was another day of sorting and organizing. But I found something truly amazing.
A box of letters that my grandfather wrote to my grandmother while they were dating.
I never knew my grandmother, Bonnie, and my grandfather, Richard, died when I was young. My dad loved his parents, I know that, but he never has much to say about them. He always describes Richard as gruff and unsentimental.
But these letters are poetry.
"I'll be so glad when we're married and won't have to leave one another, ever. It seems so hard to be apart and waiting and thinking of that time, but I'm sure it will be worth it sweetheart. I'll wait for you if necessary just to marry you, honey."
And he wrote it all in gorgeous handwriting!
Honestly, I loved reading through these letters. They gave me a glimpse at my grandparents in a way I've never seen them. I'm not even sure if my dad has read them, but this Richard is a different Richard than my dad ever knew.
There were other things in the box too: graduation invitations, a small tin of aspirin, and my grandfathers draft letter for World War 2.
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