Andrew Miller, born Feb. 2 1928...died Jan. 25 1988
Today, meaning Feb. 2nd, was my Grandpa Bobba's birthday. I actually never knew his birthday, because I was only 3 when he passed away. But I feel that I just need to talk about him a little bit, for my mom's sake. The only memory I have of him was when he was in the hospital after his heart attack and I was sitting on his knee and we were eating red hots. That's all I really remember, but he had the best smile and always smelled like a smoking pipe. Sometimes I get kind of mad because I feel a little cheated out on the whole "grandparents spoiling the grandkids". My dad's side of the family was really cold to us, and until my grandma starr moved into our house we didn't get along really well. My grandpa starr is a crazy old man who is hard to love and hard not to. Then there is grandma Honey, she didn't want anything to do with her grandkids. Said that she raised enough children, she didn't want to raise anymore.
My main concern is always my mom, because it was her who was hurt the most by my grandfather's death. We talked on the phone today, and for a good 15 minutes I didn't really understand why she wanted to talk to me. She was doing work while talking and we had just talked the day before. But then she mentioned it was her father's birthday and everything started to make sense. I don't think there is a day that goes by without her missing him, which I totally understand. I just which there was something I could do for her...
On Wednesday my grandma Honey is having her knee replacement surgery, which her doctor ojected to because of her heart. I'm just so worried about how my mom is gonna take this because it's like the same thing that happened with my grandpa. He went into the surgery knowing the odds were against him, that he wasn't gonna make it, and he still went ahead and did it. I just don't know what would happen if something happened to Honey. I don't think my mom could take that...luckly enough I'll be home in Milwaukee for her, mom's, birthday (which is the day before the surgery) so I'm going with her to the hospital.
I didn't mean to get all mushy on you guys...just wanted to say...somewhere...in print...that I miss you grandpa, and I hope you're proud of me. Love you always
Holli
My main concern is always my mom, because it was her who was hurt the most by my grandfather's death. We talked on the phone today, and for a good 15 minutes I didn't really understand why she wanted to talk to me. She was doing work while talking and we had just talked the day before. But then she mentioned it was her father's birthday and everything started to make sense. I don't think there is a day that goes by without her missing him, which I totally understand. I just which there was something I could do for her...
On Wednesday my grandma Honey is having her knee replacement surgery, which her doctor ojected to because of her heart. I'm just so worried about how my mom is gonna take this because it's like the same thing that happened with my grandpa. He went into the surgery knowing the odds were against him, that he wasn't gonna make it, and he still went ahead and did it. I just don't know what would happen if something happened to Honey. I don't think my mom could take that...luckly enough I'll be home in Milwaukee for her, mom's, birthday (which is the day before the surgery) so I'm going with her to the hospital.
I didn't mean to get all mushy on you guys...just wanted to say...somewhere...in print...that I miss you grandpa, and I hope you're proud of me. Love you always
Holli