Eight Years in Heaven

Larry Golding (Papa) Mom and Dad’s Wedding 1990.

Dear Papa,

I miss you. It’s been nine years since you left us. As God called you home to be with your other family. Sometimes I wish you were still here. You and Grandma especially.

Many days I want to give up but I look back and say to myself how blessed I am to have had you both in my life. I love you both and to this day always will. I hope you are flying high and partying in the sky with your friends and family in Heaven.

And we will one day meet again. Until than please watch over us and please if you can help heal my Dad. Here is that poem I wrote for you back in 2014.

We Will Meet Again

When I walked down to see you,

In that shallow small coffin.

I had realized that life is short,

And life is not a promise but never forgotten.

I was scared to touch your hand,

So my dad helped me reach out to you.

I love you even more then I once did.

I miss you Papa and always will.

It didn’t look like you, the man I saw,

The man I saw looked very different.

I don’t remember you that way.

I liked you even without all that foundation on.

You are a strong man and a loving Dad and Grandfather.

Brother, friend and family member to all those that you loved.

And to those that loved you, even if they weren’t blood.

You fought till the end Papa and are now flying in the sky.

With your loving parents and brother by your side.

You’re up there singing songs with your Mom.

And playing the guitar and dancing with your brother and father.

We miss you down here more then you know.

But we all understand that you’re in a better place called Heaven and Home.

And that the heavenly Lord is walking with you and your family.

But you’re still watching and looking after us down here on earth.

We won’t forget the laughter and the pain, we went through together us family.

We will remember the good times that we all shared.

Especially with you my Papa.

Until we meet again I bid Farewell to you and your family.

I love you and miss you Papa.

One day we will meet again and dance in the clouds.

From here to Heaven.

Love your Granddaughter: Lynn