My grandpa was a wise man and as humble as can be.
When he spoke, which wasn’t often, he chose his words quite carefully.
Whenever I had a question about anything…
it was to Grandpa I would run.
I remember the day I asked him when…and how
he knew Grandma was the one.
I remember at that moment
Grandma happened to walk by.
I remember the smile on Grandpa’s face.
I remember Grandpa’s sigh.
“When did I know you’re grandma was the one.” He answered.
“That’s a day I’ll never forget.”
“For it also happened to be the first day that we met.”
“As for how…I was blessed on that first day…
and blessed because it still happens to me today…
every time I see your grandma…she takes my breath away.
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