He came looking....

My grandfather died a few years back.1

oh how I miss him so.2

Lifes been hard whtout him and it just got worse when I lost my granmother too.3

Its may take a while but i'll figure away to tell the story to you!4

When he was growing up he had a life like us.5

He was happy and and he was raised in a good family.6

He had a daughter and a son, named Valerie and David.7

They lived in a part of Baltimore. (baltimore, maryland and for some of you its in the US.)8

He worked in a steal factory for as long as i remember until he retired. He made tables and chairs, and on hs spare time he made toys of wood for children. 9

As he grew older his yard grew to match his family its quite large.10

They built a swing and a grill and planted flowers and fresh mint.11

Before you know it people grew up his daughter had 3 children. Whom had children of there own givving "poppop" as they called him 6 grandchildren and me, Mary-Beth as they called me being the oldest I knew them best.12

I spent a lot of time there and more than at home for my parents worked and my mother became pregnant with my brother. I practically lived there until I was 3.13

I grew up and he, or my poppop became sick with cancer. Lung cancer.14

Though he no longer worked at a steal factory he held it within his lungs and it pulled him down. Over a period of about 4 years he grew sicker and sicker. We were told he wouldnt make it to his next birthday but he did.15

Back to the begining; When I was young I moved a lot not having much money we lived with family and thats one of the reasons i stayed with them they had the time and the room. The basement was a magical place to all the children thats where the toys were made. I would go down there it smelled of fresh wood and paint. I could always tell when he was busy it was fresher then usual. After a while though there were many things to be painted but no more toys came from the basement. He could barely get to the bathroom let alone the steps to the basement. He remebered everything I mean he had a mind of a child but he was very very ill. I knew what they talked about when he came out of the bathroom; Because you always heard such a racket of the coughing and the choking of him getting rid of the blood in his lungs. It was so sad and so scarey. I was about the age of 7yrs. 16

Death was something i did and didnt understand all together. It was not somehting I wanted ot know about yet either. My father got a phone call they said it was probaly poppops last day wiht us so he left early. it was about 5 in the morning because we were about 2 1/2 hours from where he lived. I was home wiht my mother. 17

They say he died happily in bed. He was coughing roughly and evertone was standing there and he said he was going to take a nap so there he lay and fell asleep and there he die peacefullyin my aunt Nikki's arms. My dad came home and mother told him he had to break the news to me and he did it all he could. I have never sene a grown man cry like that until that day. My father sat wht me and tried to explain to me how my poppop had passed. I dindt understand but as my father began to cry I then understood where death was. I had lost the one thing in my lif ei loved so dearly I would die for myself. It was only about 10 days afer his last birthday December 25, 1997, of cource you know that date for it is Christmas day. He died sometime in January of 1998. 18

As I sit here shaking and crying in anger at today and being worked up by the thoughts coming back I have more of the story and the base of the title coming to mind.19

He came looking....20

My Poppop gave us a tree for my new house when i was young which is a spring tree. It blooms these bright deep gold-yellow flowers that have a  sweet scent of honey. I can smell it now as I type.21

One year at christmas, well no on christmas morning we awoke to snow and we went out to play. it cought my mothers attention first for its winter and trees DON'T bloom in SNOW. I was wrong for under the snow was a yellow glow. Yes a gold-yellow glow. I thought to myself what is it? My mother told me somenoe misses me and I shouldnt be so sad for i shook a limb softly not to break it and there were FLOWERS! FLOWERS everywhere the tree was covered in the bright beautifully smelling gold-yellow flowers! My friends told me the tree was dying but it wasnt it was blooming in the spring and all!22

Well it is December 23, 2005. two days TWO DAYS till christmas.. Ive been so stressed with Tom moving in with me and it being our first Christmas together. But this week has been so odd, for one sunday would have been Mike and I's anniversary of 1 year to the day. But just odd things have happend. One being so many people got me gifts unlike i have ever gotten before. Another being all the signs... A boy named Nick randomly found my phone number and text'd my phone, then didnt show up to meet me the next day. Then my animals acting so wierd at night while i sleep growling at people or something in my room. I just dont know.. and the other night my wind shime in my room kept chinging and it was so odd. But i odnt know anymore.. I miss him so much.. 23

Enjoy my piece all.. With much love and christmas cheer!24

~Mary25