Dear Grandpa,

I know you cant read English, but im hoping that where you are now, a translater is there to read you this message. And if you are where im hoping you are now, are you reading the prayers all of us have prayed for you on the prayer wall (I kind of thought there might be a prayer wall in heaven. Lol..)? Are you hand in hand with Jesus and Grandma, smiling and looking down at us right now?

Mum talks alot about you. She says you have a very strong character. You are wise and you are a strong-willed person who doesnt give up easily. That is why i always have the impression that you are a remarkable man. And im really proud that im your granddaughter. (:

Im tempted to say all the sorries for not spending more time with you, for not holding your hand more often and for not having hugged you before, but grandpa, i think i will rather say thankyou. Mum told me before of how you used to hold my hands, bring me downstairs for short little walks and buying food for me when i was little. Though i have no recollection of it, and though many might just wave it off as something insignificant; these stories serve as a sort of memory for me, of how you have loved me. Just something between you and me. And i want to say thankyou, for the exemplary life you have led and for how fiercely you fought your illness. Yes dear grandpa, i think you fought really well. Your courage was plain for all to see. And to me, you have won a beautiful victory.

Thank God you are free from the suffering now. Thank God that you are peaceful and happy now. I pray that when i finally get to see you once again, i will be able to earn back those lost time and lost hugs. Finally dear grandpa, something i have never told you before... I love you. (:

Truckloads of love, hugs and kisses,
Yvonne