For Grandpa
"Not Ready to Let Him Go"
Outside I'm a "Big Girl",
Putting on the mask
I need to face the world.
But inside of me,
there is this child
with a part
of her heart dying.
She is scared,
sad, and oh so
lonely
as she sits there
inside of me,
silently crying.
I realize
I'm not ready
to let him go,
not ready for
Goodbye...
and I can't believe
how much
I hurt inside.
I remember when
I was little
and sitting on his knee.
Sometimes it was my very
favorite place to be.
But those days
are long past gone
cause time tends
to keep rolling on.
Now that I am older
there never seems to be enough.
I wish that I could pause it
when the waters get
too rough.
Unfortunately
there is no
"magic button"
and I have come to see
not everything
can stay the way
that we want it to be.
So as time
flies by,
People Live
and People Die.
And even though
I'm not ready to let him go,
Everyone's days are numbered.
I must learn
how to grieve.
To cherish the memories.
Love what I may lose.
Live not for the past.
Know that everything doesn't last
and learn to say
Goodbye.
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Rest in Peace Grandpa. I am still not ready to let you go...but I am learning to say Goodbye. I love you and miss you more than words can ever say. I have so many wonderful memories of you to pass on to my daughters, and you will always live on in our hearts.
Love Always,
Your Granddaughter,
Megan Rae
MY FATHER,
The intellect, the inventor, the thinker, the handyman, the pharmacist, the golfer, the comedian, the business man, the historian, the story teller, the hunter, the fisherman, the friend, the grandpa, the great grandpa.
WOW!
What a wonderful father my Dad has been. I am thankful and grateful for having such a great Dad to teach me, guide me, an offer his sound advice through my own life. We had a lot of fun together on the golf course, on the ping-pong table, on the pool table, in all sports, joking and kidding around, and in everyday conversation. As a child I was his shadow and helped him with his chores, projects around the house, his pharmacy, and the lake. Dad I miss you and I’m sure that heaven can use your skills as the greatest handyman that I know.
My father was strong in Character, moral values, intelligence, dedicated to his profession and family. He was very witty and yet a very humble man and always had a good word to say about everyone. He always treated everyone with kindness and really cared about them and wished to be treated in the same manor. When he saw a weakness in something or someone he provided strength that was needed to help them through difficult times. He was the foundation of our family. I thank him for teaching our family the same morals and values. I was always fascinated in how quick he was in math, calculus, and physics. He was always fascinated in my ability to produce conceptual drawings, models, and 3-D drawings of projects.
My son Cooper and my Nephew Zachary will carry on the Paine name and share the same values as their Grandpa. Our father will live on through our thoughts and spirits until someday when we join him.
Dad thank you for the memories and all the great times we shared. Thank you for your community involvement and efforts to help make this world a better place to live and most of all thank you for being the best Dad ever.
We love you and miss you.
Your son,
James Alan Paine
