Dear Grandma,
Hey! It’s been a while since we last talked. Just wanted to catch you up on some things since you’ve been gone. A lot has happened in the last couple of years that I wish you were here to see.
Life has been good to me. I’ve been in Nashville for a while now. I’ve traveled a lot. Been in so many bands, it’s hard to say how many. I’ve played a lot of shows. I’ve even helped out other bands when they were in a need of a drummer. I’ve met Mike Portnoy. I would imagine you wouldn’t remember the band I listened to a lot when I lived with you. I don’t think you liked that kind of music though, so it’s ok. I’ve recorded a lot of music as well. Some you might of liked too! There have been some things that you might of not been proud of though. I know that you would of been disappointed in me, but loved me anyways. Enough about me though. I want to let you in on something. Not going to lie, you’ve missed plenty of things.
I’m married now. Her name is Kayla. You would of loved her. She’s great. She makes me look good. I’m happy to be with her. We have a son as well. His name is Edwin Rivera IV. He’s amazing. You could say he looks like me, but with blonde hair and blue eyes. He’s a bit on the tanner side than most babies. Ok, so maybe he looks like his mom a lot, but he has my nose and lips. We get a lot of mixed things. “Oh, he looks so much like his daddy” and “He took after his beautiful mommy”. Honestly, I’m just blessed that he is healthy. I think you would of spoiled him as much as you spoiled me. He’s fun to be around with. He smiles and laughs all the time. He sleeps all through the night. But the one thing you would of enjoyed, he eats a lot! He’s like me when I was a baby. A chubby marshmallow baby that looked like he has rubber bands on his legs and wrist. I know you are looking down on us, but I wish I could of seen your face light up the first time you held him. I always told you that you would of seen my first child before you left, but I am not very good at keeping promises. So, I’m sorry for that.
I’ll tell him all about you though. You’re kindness. You’re gentle touch. How short you were and how I enjoyed hugging you. How you were always worried about my weight, even though I ate like a horse. I’ll tell him about all the times we spent together. I’ll tell him about how you met your husband and everything you went through. That is a great love story.
I think about you all the time. There is a song that reminds me of you. I’m listening to it right now as I writing this. “Hour Glass” by Liquid Tension Experiment. I know that you are feeling much better where you are. You might even look and feel like you’re back in your 20s. Thank you for everything you did for me. I miss you. And I love you very much.