Chance, my middle grandson, is trading his tree house for a dorm room at the end of the summer. He is leaving the mountains of Winter Park and moving to downtown Salem, Oregon to attend Willamette University. His life will never be the same. Either will mine.
Chance is an only child. He has been with most of the same kids since preschool. It hasn’t always been easy.
When other kids were chasing each other up and down the playground, Chance was playing elaborate games of make-believe. When his classmates were thinking of ways to get in trouble, Chance was reading books.
I loved spending time with Chance in the summers, when he came to Denver for enrichment classes. He was an eager student in Grandma’s Cooking School. We toured Aurora and Boulder together. We went to the zoo, the Denver Museum of Nature and Science, and a lot of swimming pools.
Being with Chance is to experience magic, first-hand. He is a cross between a leprechaun and a medieval knight. He loves to have fun and play games. He is handsome and charming, quiet and shy, but mostly ~ he is a good boy.
This is my letter to Chance on this last summer before he takes on the world:
Dear Chance ~I am so grateful to have you in my life! You are an amazing grandson. Every day I spend with you, every phone call, every text and email, every time I think about you brings me joy. Pure joy!
I appreciate your kind heart and your grace under pressure. You are polite, considerate and respectful, in a world in which those qualities are more important than ever. Others can learn from your example. That is your message to share.
I appreciate that you are exceptional in so many ways. You are a reader and a writer, an athlete and a scholar, a computer wizard and a theater geek. You passed all of your classes with “A’s” and earned the respect of your teachers for your hard work and natural talent. Your ability to memorize Magic Cards blows me away. College will be easier than you think. Have fun.
I especially appreciate your creativity and your vivid imagination. Your mind travels to far-away places where dragons live and pirates fly their boats in the the skies. Hold on to your creativity and your wonderful imagination. They will take you to places that others can only dream about.
Other people appreciate your beautiful smile and the twinkle in your eyes. I do, too. But most of all, I appreciate the light in your heart, the breadth of your soul, the sharpness of your mind, and your keen understanding of what’s truly important.
Baby, you are the best. I am so very proud of you. Vaya con Dios!
I will always love you!
Grandma
That’s a beautiful letter to treasure. Your blog made my day, this Saturday morning. Have a good day Lynda and all the best to Chance.
This is the most beautiful homage I have ever seen. It brought tears to my eyes. He will be safe at Willamette.(where I went to Girls State when a was a year younger than he is now.). He was a charming, beautiful child. I wish the very best for him.
What a sweet letter to grandson Chance. How fortunate for the both of you that you were able to spend so much time together while he was growing up. Wonderful memories for the both of you to keep forever.
Thanks Linda for sharing such a beautiful and heartfelt message to your grandson. May Chance follow his dreams and become the best of the best.
Such a lovely description of the interesting boy and mature young man Chance has become. I’m sure he will always remember Grandma Camp, the annual Christmas tree decorating with his cousins, and all the other fun activities you provided. Wishing him a grand college adventure at Willamette University.
Such a lovely description of the interesting boy and mature young man Chance has become. I’m sure he will always remember Grandma Camp, the annual Christmas tree decorating with his cousins, and all the other fun activities you provided. Wishing him a grand college adventure at Willamette University.
Love the letter! What a wonderful way to send a grandson into the world.
Congrats to Chance! Such lovely words!
Linda,
Congratulations to Chance. you have written him a wonderful letter to send him off to a world that I suspect he’s ready to embrace.
My oldest son, Nick went to law school at Willamette U. He loved it and he and his wife live in Oregon ever since. Good news for you- a visit to Willamette is a visit to the Willamette Valley ( Salem just 20 min. away from the closest wineries and of course many more.) It’s beautiful country and delish Pino Noir. Chance will have to wait till he’s 21. But no waiting for the gorgeous hiking and biking 🙂