Words from Daddy's Daddy...

Dear Daughter,

Last week when I was visiting the Abuelos [the name for grandparents in Spanish], I was talking with Abuelo. He was talking about how through life he felt protective of his two sons [one of which being my father] and how he wished nothing bad would happen to them.

He talked about how he loved his four grandchildren equally. [I am one of the four of these grandchildren.] Then he got more specific. He mentioned about how when you were born, people would look at your cleft as if in pain and agony (I'm trying to translate the best I can his description in Spanish into English) and then they would look into your blue eyes and find solace in the beauty of those eyes.

Love,
Dad

Note to the Reader: The bracketed statements are my explainations for your benefit. The statement in parentheses was my father's original statement.