C David Pitzer CPA PC

03/23/2026

“A Grandparent’s Promise”
I won’t just love you loudly—
I’ll love you in the quiet ways too.
The ones that don’t ask for anything back.

I’ll be the arms that are always open.
The voice that never rushes you.
The place you run to
when the world feels too loud.

I won’t just show up for the big moments—
I’ll be there for the ordinary ones…
because those are the ones
you’ll remember most.

I’ll clap the loudest.
Pray the hardest.
And believe in you—
even when you don’t yet believe in yourself.

I’ll tell you stories
about who your parent used to be…
before life got heavy,
before time moved so fast.

I’ll give you patience.
Second chances.
Too many hugs.
And snacks you probably shouldn’t have.

I’ll hold your hand
just a little longer than I need to—
because I already know
how quickly this all goes.

One day,
you won’t need me like this.

And that’s okay.

Because my love isn’t going anywhere.
My prayers won’t slow down.
And my heart will always recognize yours
as one of its greatest gifts.

This is my promise—
for as long as I’m here…
and even after.

🤍

03/23/2026

“My Granddaughter’s Laugh”
There’s a music that fills the air,
lighter than a songbird’s call,
sweeter than the softest hymn,
and brighter than the sun at all.

It bubbles up without warning,
like a brook that can’t be still,
a ripple of joy through silence,
a melody only love could fill.

Her laugh is the sound of childhood,
pure as morning dew,
a treasure I never knew I needed
until it came from you.

It softens the lines on my face,
it heals the years I’ve known,
reminding me that in your smile,
the seeds of heaven are sown.

One day you’ll grow, my darling,
and your laughter may change its tune—
but I’ll carry this sound inside me,
like the echo of a timeless June.

So laugh, sweet granddaughter, laugh—
for in your joy I find my own.
Your laughter is love’s reminder
that I’m never growing old alone.

03/22/2026