On My Own...
My grandfather is my rock. He always has been. My parents being too young when they had me just never had the knowledge and wisdom to be a guide for me. As a younger man my "Grampy" put me to work as i was his groundskeeper at his house on Main Street in Andover Mass. I guess he thought he was building character. He always had the right answer. I didn't always listen to what he told me and I usually ended up wishing I had.
The last few years I have been coming down here to Boca Raton to visit my grandparents with the idea in mind that it might be our last visit. It was just an idea running away from me as it turns out but at that age they could be gone from me at any time. They always seemed to keep hanging in there. That is until my grandmother gave me the "be ready for a phone call any day speech". I have been bracing myself but there isn't a thing i can do to really prepare. Two days later grapmy ended up in the hospital. He is really sick now. I leave for home tomorrow and have to deal with the idea that I may be saying goodbye to him for the last time.
I have seen him twice since he went into the hospital the day before yesterday. I'll see him before I fly home as well. I try very hard to imagine a world without him in it and it is impossible.
I thought I was going to write more but I have already run out of steam. I'll write more maybe when I get home. Just think something nice about somebody you love. Give them a call if you like as I'm cursed by an idea... just being a little bit more alone.
The last few years I have been coming down here to Boca Raton to visit my grandparents with the idea in mind that it might be our last visit. It was just an idea running away from me as it turns out but at that age they could be gone from me at any time. They always seemed to keep hanging in there. That is until my grandmother gave me the "be ready for a phone call any day speech". I have been bracing myself but there isn't a thing i can do to really prepare. Two days later grapmy ended up in the hospital. He is really sick now. I leave for home tomorrow and have to deal with the idea that I may be saying goodbye to him for the last time.
I have seen him twice since he went into the hospital the day before yesterday. I'll see him before I fly home as well. I try very hard to imagine a world without him in it and it is impossible.
I thought I was going to write more but I have already run out of steam. I'll write more maybe when I get home. Just think something nice about somebody you love. Give them a call if you like as I'm cursed by an idea... just being a little bit more alone.