I remember you when mom died grandpa. I was so small and frightened. You took me to your home. I remember your unshaven face and brown hard working hands Grandpa. you fixed everything with your hands. But you fixed me with your love.
you gave me mom's old room. You told me it was her safe place and she would visit me there. When she was settled in heaven.
I told you I did not believe in heaven Grandpa. You said it's alright I will one day. Heaven was a different place for everyone.
When I got hurt you always picked me up in your huge arms Grandpa. it was always so safe.
I never told you Grandpa I lied when I said I don't believe in heaven. You and grandma were my heaven.
I know you have gone now to your heaven. Sat in a kitchen up there eating food from the old country. Grandma at the stove mom on your knee listening to stories of Europe before the war.
My heaven was with you all grandpa. I think I will change my heaven to yours after all. That's all I want Grandpa just our heaven.
I only wish there was a post office in our heaven and I could send this letter to you.