Three Sizes Bigger

Today I received my grandfather's annual Christmastime "update" letter that he sends out to his family and friends in lieu of a card (for his grandchildren and great-grandchildren, he includes a gift check, too). It's a fairly short letter this time, as he makes reference to being in good health but "slowing down some." Aww, Grandpa, you're allowed to slow down - you're almost 96.

The letter itself is typewritten and includes some color photos on the back (my aunt's handiwork, no doubt), but he always includes a hand-written message. This year he wrote:

Very much love to you always. I hope you stay well and happy forever.

Now I'm sitting at my desk at work with tears running down my face. It's such a simple sentiment, but it's so heartfelt, and it makes me feel very special.