a heavy heart ::
My heart feels heavy.
Three years ago yesterday one of my grandpas died.
Yesterday the other one did.
It feels a little bit like a cruel joke. Partially because I wasn’t there for either. But, three years ago, I was on a plane by this time today. There’s no chance of that this time (I’m not sure why plane tickets have to be so dang expensive).
Even when something, like death, seems inevitable, it doesn’t feel easy. Even when I know what’s next for him, and how amazing that is…selfishly, I’m not ready.
94 years is a long time. I know that people will tell my dad and his sisters that over and over during the next few days…that they were lucky to have him that long. But, I also know that doesn’t make it easier.
Today, I’m even more thankful for this.
December 14th, 2009 at 5:38 am
Hi Katie,
Just remember your memories of Grandpa and always remember
they are yours to keep and no one can take them away. Do you remember when Grandpa was yours and grandma’s chaueffer when
you went uptown? I’m sure you have some other good memories
also. Grandpa really enjoyed seeing you and Marc on the Skpe
you did. He was glad he could see Marc and meet him.
December 15th, 2009 at 8:46 am
i’m sorry, friend…