Dear Gummy, Love Grandpie
A love poem I channeled from my Grandpa on the other side to Grandma
By Kendall Milton
He wants me to tell you
To put your records on and dance
He wants me to tell you
That there’s no such thing as chance
He wants you to take the time
To gaze up at the starry night
To hear him singing through the trees
About “The Way You Look Tonight”
December 22, 2021
Saying good bye to Ice Cream Grandpie
“Had to say goodbye to Ice Cream Grandpie yesterday. It’s been heartbreaking, but over the past year I’ve discovered I have a natural psychic intuition, which helps me through times of grief. I’ve been uncomfortable to share this at times, but why hide something that can be so healing. It helps to be able to reach out to the other side and tap into those who have passed. Knowing my grandpa’s still there definitely helps, but it doesn’t make losing him on this side any easier. As I was meditating to connect with him, he kept singing in his wonderful, booming voice, “Zip-a-dee-doo-dah, zip-a-dee-ay Mr. Bluebird's on my shoulder” and told me to keep an eye out for bluebirds. I got chills, as I saw a bluebird yesterday morning on my walk before I knew he’d passed. He sang “The Way You Look Tonight” by Frank Sinatra and told me to tell my grandma she looks just as beautiful today as she did on their wedding day. He says he’s in paradise and waiting for her to come home with open arms, but that it’s not her time yet and just because he’s gone he doesn’t want her to stop living.
In fact he wants her to start living. He wants her to find the joy in life again, regain that pep in her step, go see her sister and be by the ocean. He wants her to wear her pearl necklace again, knowing he’s always on her heart. He said he knows he can travel to any galaxy now, but not to worry, he’s going to stick right by us, he was never one who liked to travel much anyway. Unless it was to one county over. He told my dad not to wait for happiness to happen, to start living it right now. He told me a story where they were playing baseball in the backyard and my dad hit a baseball so high it got stuck in a tree. They tried everything to get that baseball down but it wouldn’t budge. He said he’s that baseball now. He got tired of being whacked by the bat of old age, but that just because we can’t see him it doesn’t mean he’s not there. He just wanted to look down on the ones he loves with a better view. He told me this life we’re living isn’t the end goal, it’s just a magical, sometimes heartbreaking, growth provoking stop along the way. Rest in Paradise Grandpie, love you forever ✨🙏❤️”
January 17th, 2021
