my Grandpa and God.If I had a single flower for every time I think about you, I could walk forever in my garden.I ran up the door, opened the stairs, said my pajamas and put on my prayers - turned off my bed, tumbled into my light, and all because he kissed me good-night! ~Author UnknownThe heart has its reasons that reason knows nothing of. ~Blaise Pascal, Pensées, 1670