Hi, I'm new here. But wanted to post. It's not the best story I got from grandma and grandpa but it's the best I got from them.
A little backstory: My first grade teacher would do a time capsule for her class to be opened senior year. The class before me had it buried at the new high school stadium being built at the time. I would run by it everyday at track practice when I was in high school, knowing what it was. When I was in first grade with her, we didn't do the typical time capsule (newspaper, slice of pizza, etc). My teacher had our parents and grandparents write letters to us. Our families wrote letters to their 6 year kids knowing we would not read them until we were 18. We took a "field trip" one day and walked to the bank where Mrs Dutka put all of the letters in a safe deposit box. Not to be opened until 2001.
Fast forward to my senior year of high school.. I get called out of class one random day and was asked to report to the cafeteria. There is my first grade teacher and the kids from my class.
As anyone knows, you lose touch as you go through school. But here we were. With all the letters. And some parents. And a photographer from the local paper. There were a LOT of tears. Kids that lost a grandparent. Or a parent. During all those years. Here we were about to graduate and reading the letters our family wrote to us when we were in first grade. They wrote to us knowing when we would read the letters and imagining who we would be that that time. I'm crying now as I write this.
My mom imagined me with big muscles. My dad offered me a motorcycle.
Grandma wrote an amazing quote along the lines of As you watch the sunset without a task done count that day lost

I still have the letter.