Dearest Amanda, 
I helped your dad raise you for eight and a half years, and because of a falling out between me and your stepmother, You can no longer visit the house where you spent most of your young life.  I am so happy though that we had that time together, I was the happiest that I've ever been, and I am so glad that I could be there for you. 
I put your toys away like you asked me to, but you have outgrown them and you will never play with them again.  I don't know how I will get past those missing years.  You was my granddaughter and best friend. 

We were always together, we visited the Water parks, Six flags, our favorite Restaurants and the vacations we took to the Beach were wonderful, we went to the amusements parks in Myrtle Beach, and Panama City Florida,  I haven't been to the Beach since they took you away and I don't know it I ever will.  I love you so much and hope and pray that someday when you get old enough that you will come visit me,  It won't be long because you are thirteen years old now. 
You are still my precious sweetpea and I am your Granny Gooch. 


A poem to my Granddaughter: 

You are the dew on the Rose 
that makes the flower grow 
You are the ray of sunlight 
that keeps my world aglow 

You are the beat within my heart 
that keeps my life flowing 
With out your smile 
Happiness I have no way of knowing 

How can I go on 
The dew is gone 
The Rose has wilted 
The sunlight has faded 
My world is dark 
Pain fills my heart each day 

There's no smile upon my face 
No joy within my heart 
No one can take your place 
How can I go on 
Now that you're gone 
My Dear Granddaughter 

I will love you forever and ever, You will always be my Baby.

Granny 
 

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