So this year, a package arrived especially early for Christmas for Stomp and Joshie Mark. When I opened it up and saw those numbers on that calendar I got so excited for them. And I was so touched that Grandma K, with all she has going on right now, took the time to carry on the tradition from Mark's daughter to his two grandsons (one of whom carries forth his name). I didn't know a way to thank her properly or to tell her how much it meant to me, except to write it down here. It can be so hard being so far away from my parents and my grandparents. And I know they wish they were watching Nathan and Joshua Mark grow up. But these little things they do a half dozen times a year, helps draw them in and bring them closer. I know I can feel them close to my heart every time I see their name on a card or an envelope. I know how much it meant to them that I named Joshua after my dad, Mark. So I guess what I'm trying to say in all this is THANK YOU, Grandma and Grandpa K. Thank you for carrying on a tradition, for always loving me and my boys, for never making me feel like an outcast or less of a grandchild and for always bringing humor and love into our lives. (PSST: Grandpa, thanks for that chocolate ice cream cone in the car when I was visiting in Ohio, too. And for hosing me off so Grandma didn't see how messy I got!) You guys are not just Great Grandparents and Grandparents, you are truly GrandBlessings.
Much love from Eri, Nathan and Joshua Mark.