Reflection

[deliriumx]

My paternal grandmother died this past year. She'd been mentally gone for a few years now.. and we weren't close. The reasons why we weren't close became more disclosed while visiting with family during and after her funeral

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[smashcritical]

I lost both of my paternal grandparents before I was born. My grandfather did double shots of insulin to eat a half gallon of icecream and my grandmother dies on the operating table when they were just experimanting with angioplasty. My maternel grandfather died of cancer when I was still very young, it was a stomach variety and he used to chew tabaco. My grandmother survived very well though a lot of couples don't. Close family involvment tends to be the key and my grandmother lived in a mobile home on my uncles property where whe had grandkids to help raise and a son to make sure whe stayed the course.

Take with you the good memories and cherish them. Learn from the mistakes and avoid them.

And curse you for posting a blog that damn near made me cry.

[deliriumx]

Sorry! It had just been on my mind. I'm glad you at have some good memories of at least one grandparent. It's really a shame when kids don't get to meet and get to know their roots..

[smashcritical]

I have positive memories of my grandfatheer as well. They are just from when I was younger and are not well formulated. I have very few memories of my father before I reached a certain age. Most of my memories are incomplete while he was drinking.

I agree with you about the shame of not having those stories. My grate grandmother lived 104 years. From 1884 to 1988. What wonders she saw, what advances, what earth shattering events took place in her life time. The small bit of her life thta I know leaves me wondering about the rest of it.