To my Papa and Grandma

I pray that I will remember every detail, smell, touch and memory of my families souls.

My Dear and Precious Papa and Grandma,

Many times I was holding J'Amy's hand as a stewardess brought us off the plane. Being so thrilled to see both of you standing in the terminal waiting for us. I remember driving in your car playing a guessing game. Papa driving and Grandma in the passenger seat. Questions like, "Mikey And Minnie Mouse Lives There" and "You love his movies". We were completely stumped on where we could be headed. Turning a corner and seeing the Happiest Place on Earth. I remember touching star fish and being splashed with salt water at Sea World.

I remember playing on the one person trampoline singing songs in the backyard. Climbing the back wall pretending I was lost. I ate bags of cherries and remember Papa's rhyme about them. I loved playing with that old doll. It was always put away so neatly when we got there, and it was one of the first things I'd grab to play with. The Dachshund figurine in the office on Papa's shelves was the coolest. He has it still in his office today. I can't tell you why I loved your bathroom so much. It was just awesomely huge and the Pink Panther was always in a precarious position and place. It still is fun to see him move about your bathroom when we come over.

Most nights I would wake up and sit in the kitchen before anyone was awake and watch the house alarm. I'm not sure if I was afraid, or just antsy to start the day, but it was always peaceful in those wee hours of the morning. The small bathroom off of the laundry room makes me smile to this day. I have so many memories of us singing, curling our hair and learning how to properly wash my hands. I ate broccoli for the first time at your house and realized I loved it. It to this day is my favorite veggie.

I remember sitting on Grandma's lap and playing with her "ingos". The indian beaded earrings and I loved them. I remember the soft sound of Grandma's voice when she would pray with us when she tucked us in. I remember Papa's big hugs and his comfortable smell. I remember Papa's hands as he held our hands. They were rough and firm, quite the opposite of Grandma's.

I have so many beautiful memories of you both. I can't drink enough of them in, or make enough of them. I have learned so many things, and have so many more things to learn from you both. I could go on and on.

You are stunning souls and simply, I love you both so much!

All my love, Ashley

Until Next Time,

Peace & Love