Letter #10 "When I'd do something bad, my conscience would always ask, 'What would Grandma think?'...She taught me the good side, to act right, be polite"- Victor Thompson
Dear Great-Grandma Watts,
I miss you. You and Grandpa kept the family together. Since you've passed fewer are coming to our annual Labor Day weekend. We all miss you. Thank you for starting the Labor Day Tradition. It's all I know. Ever since I was born, I've never missed a year. Thank you for choosing the Nephi KOA. It was awesome! All of our family's RVs right in a row, a row of cabins and the tents right across, it was perfect. Thank you for your sweet kisses and hugs. Thank you for having the bean bag toss game. Thank you for having that freaky talking parrot at your house. It gave us loads of entertainment.
Thank you for marrying Grandpa in the temple and for making us an eternal family. I cant wait to see you again.
I remember the last time I saw you, you taught me a very important lesson. I think about it all the time. We were sitting on your couch in the rest home and you were telling me about how Donald took you to walk around the temple. All you wanted was to go inside the temple. It was all you could talk about. It made me realize what was important. Temple work. Even in your last days you wanted to attend the temple. Besides the temple, you said something that made so much sense. All my life I have heard stay on the straight and narrow, hold to the iron rod, etc... You were holding my hand and said, "stay on the track, the railroad tracks." I thought it was slightly humorous and didn't think much about it but, as I had to make choices growing up I thought about it a lot. I still think about it when making choices. Thank you for that. Thank you for keeping me on the railroad tracks. I love you. I miss you and I will see you again.
Letter #11"A Grandfather is someone with silver in his hair and gold in his heart"- Unknown
Dear Great-Grandpa,
How's my favorite man with a cane? Do you still need a cane in heaven? Even if you can get around without one, you should still carry it around. When I think about who you were, I always think of you whacking people with your cane. Not hard of course. Just a love tap.
Your cane was perfect for stopping me in my tracks and give you some love. You knew what what important, family. Thank you for being able to make me "stop and smell the flowers". Even if that meant an occasional bruise from a cane ;)
Thank you for your tour of your home town. We must have looked so silly. A line of 20+ cars driving down a small rundown town. A walkie talkie in each car to hear your stories. Most of the time we had no idea who you were talking about or why it was relevant but, it was fun.
Thank you for always remembering my name. I was one of the few of the great grand kids that you did remember and I meant a lot. Before McKenzie came along I was just plain Meghan. After I was hence known as "Big Meghan" and Kenzie was "Little Meghan" I guess it was easier to remember just one name. Thank you for remembering my name.
I miss you and I am excited for the day we see each other again. I hope you smack me with your cane, give me a big 'ol hug and say, "well, looky here, it's Big Meghan". Thank you for your great example. I love you.