Dear Dragon and Pegasus – Toy Time Capsule

Dear Dragon and Pegasus,

On Saturday (the 8th of November) we opened a time capsule that I had made with your Gramma. We made it in 1996 which means we opened it 29 years after it was made.

I was really hoping for a letter from Gramma in there but it was cool to see all the toys.

If I’m being honest, I think it might have been her way of making me get rid of toys and then I went overboard.

You were both super excited to open it but meh about the toys. You found the trolls silly and each of you were excited for something different. Pegasus was really into the transforming dinosaurs and Dragon was excited for the doll whose hair grows and the harmonica. (Oh boy…)

It was a nice time. We had Grannie there and Uncle Dan on the computer since he was sick.

I think having the box was nicer than opening it. Almost like letting her go. I’ll never fully let her go but this part is over.

I think maybe we should make a time capsule with different things in it. Something we could open in 25 years, hopefully together. I’ll have to think about it.

Love you kids!

Papa

P.S. November 8th was her birthday. – Jen

Dear Dragon – Your Gramma

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Dear Dragon,

It’s the first of December and that means that Christmas is just around the corner. We’ve been listening to holiday music for the past three weeks and other than “Last Christmas” I’m still loving it.

There are all kinds of reasons I love the holidays, the snow, the presents, sappy movies/tv, spending time with family and friends, but most of all, it’s a time that most people feel more hopeful.

I hope you grow up with the kind of holidays that your Mum and I had. Our parents went out of their way to make it a loving and wonderful time.

As much as I love this time, I’m always a little sad. It reminds me of your Gramma. She loved this time of year, she’d get as excited as a child. I can still picture her with her santa mug of coffee and a mischievous grin.

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It wasn’t an easy season for her. She wanted to give me everything the other kids had but couldn’t afford it. I was still spoiled (especially by your Uncle Dan) but I remember the pain on her face when we received food boxes. It hurt her pride but she knew she needed to accept it.

No matter what happened, she made sure it was a great day filled with laughter and family.

She’s been gone for eight years now and when she died I took custody of an old box. It was packed in 1996 and says not to open until 2016. I remember packing it with some of my favourite toys, although I don’t remember the toys.

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I’m a little conflicted about the box. I want to open it, but I also want to open it with you when you’re old enough to appreciate it… to appreciate her. I’ll decide at the last minute.

She would have loved you sooooooooo much,
Your happy and sad Papa