I'd like to apologize. I know there was no way I could have expected you would pass on, but I still regret all the things I never did. Recently I've become more and more discontent with my life, and it isn't until now that I knew how much I relied upon you. I miss you; your presence, your optimism, and above all else your wisdom. I am thankful to have gotten the chance to learn from you and follow in your footsteps, but I can't help but be sad that I didn't have the chance to learn even more then I did. Had we another five years, both of us would be different people.
I don't believe in spirituality, not like you did, but I can't help but wonder if you chose this time to leave. Your unshakable optimism and faith in humanity seemed to be strained in recent years, and maybe you felt it was time to go. Your things were packed, your house made ready, and your affairs in order. It was either good luck, or maybe along with everything else you were right about how our lives really are governed by some unknown force. Call it luck, divinity, or karma. You had something on your side, and it watched out for you.
Thank you, for sharing what you had with me, and for teaching me to be free. For helping me escape my cage, and showing me the world I thought I was born to late to see. Every song, every burn, every festival, every party, and every tab of acid...I can thank you for. An infinite number of happy memories I have now, because you showed me the way and let me run with it.
I will always carry on your legacy, and I am proud to be your descendant. You were more of a second mother to me then I ever got the chance to tell you.
Elsie's Garden is always in bloom, under the shade of a family tree, and a sky always sunny when it's meant to be.
-Your loving grandson
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