It's been 9 years since my Nonno passed,and its really been the longest 9 years.There's not a day that goes by that I dont think about him and wish that Dave and my kids got to meet him. He would just be Crazy over Dominick and Emersyn, I could just imagine him with them! Just thinking of that makes me smile, because I know that he sees them and watches over them, even if we can't see him. He had such a huge impact on my life, I loved spending time with him and looked up to him. I've always been proud to be his granddaughter and only hope I can be as monumental as a person as he was to me and every person that met him!
A Fairy Tale Of The Sandbox Princess
A Fairy Tale Of The Sandbox Princess
There once was a Nonno King who had a Granddaughter Princess. He lived in a house with a sandbox in the back garden of his castle. It was built just for her.
The King was very busy but not so busy that he couldn't take off his shoes , roll up the pants of his shiny uniform and play in sand with the Granddaughter Princess. The Nonno King would take long walks with her on his back so why should he not take time to play with her in the sand. It was fun. It was there that she learned to build castles in the sand just like her Father Prince Stephen did when he no bigger than a minute.
Today when the Nonno King goes out into the back garden of the castle, there is no one to play in the sand with. There is no sandbox. There is no sand. The Granddaughter Princess has grown up into a lovely swan and moved away and took her sandbox with her. Today as young ladies do, the Princess has other interests that absorb the attention of someone very wise for her years.
Though the Princess has moved away, she is still a part of the Nono King's life because every time he walks out into the back garden of his castle, he still sees the two of them playing in the sand. He stands there for many minutes and relives those beautiful days that she was too young to remember.
He remembers because he sees these things in his imagination. And you know something? It was that very sandbox that the Nonno King learned to build sandcastles, too, because the Granddaughter Princess taught him that when you build sandcastles in your mind, loved onces never go far away. And every dream comes true.
So when the King gets tired, he goes out into the back garden of the castle and looks at the place where the sandbox used to be. He uses his imagination and before you know it, he isn't tired anymore. And you know something else? Like magic he turns into a young King again.
The Granddaughter Princess was right.
Dreams really do come true.
My Grandfather wrote this story for me when I was young. I loved it and cherished it. It meant the world to me. But going back and reading it as I am now older, it has a completely different meaning to it. I read all the words and there is such a greater message in it than I could have ever believed there to be as a young child. He wrote this during the later part of his battle with cancer, reading this today just helps me remember his unconditional love for me. The love that is stronger than anything and will overcome anything. This story I will hold close to my heart forever and pass it down to my children for them to hold onto and pass along to their families and so on.
P.S. This spring I'm building my kids a sandbox! <3
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