Dear Grandpa,

It has been a very long time.

Memories are odd. As I grow older I slowly lose memories of my younger years and even very recent years. And as I go through life I am reminded of small episodes of memories that reappear in my mind. A puzzle piece, a lego set, a green motorcycle, a dandelion, an old gas station-these memories hit me at all different times but lately, I have been reminded of all the good times we had grandpa.

I always remember the lego dirt bike. It served as a good representation of our later times together, on your bed working on a common project. We spent a lot of time on your bed since….well the effort to get you out; putting on knee socks and your legs, would take about 30 minutes and you were already comfortable. With the old fuzzy tv on concerts of your time, we fumbled with the multitude of lego pieces. The kit never got done probably because I was young and your hands weren’t at their best, but the memories are the important thing.

I am also reminded of your love of puzzles as Mama and Sofia work on puzzles here during the quarantine. You loved doing massive puzzles that took weeks and weeks and even got glue and a carrying roller for them, that never got opened until now by my sister.

These memories and many more remind of all the good times we had and how much I wish more memories would have been made as I got older. I think you’d be proud of the person I am today. That through everything in life that has happened I am doing well in rowing and school.

Love,
Miguel