So yesterday I found out that my Pop (step-grandpa) will be leaving the States to go back to England. This is sad. He is always missed when he leaves, but part of me can't help but feel guilty because I always take him for granted when he's here. His health isn't great, so I worry about his trip back to England.
Reflecting, for a moment, on my life...
I have been very fortunate to have 3 grandfathers in my life. One was my Grandaddy (RIP). I miss him every day. He was probably the strongest and steadiest male-figure in my life and I looked up to him on so many levels. When he passed, it ripped my heart out. Unfortunately, I didn't keep in constant contact with him through the years which also makes me feel guilty, but I think he knew that I loved him dearly.
I also had another grandfather (RIP) who had so many quirks, did crazy things, aggravated the hell out of me at times and still...when he passed, it was quite upsetting because I missed his funny ways and never really got to know him.
Now, we come to Pop. Thankfully, he is still with us (and hopefully will be for quite some time), but I am making the same mistake with him as I did the other two... We don't have a heck of a lot in common so calling him out-of-the-blue seems awkward. When I visit my mom (which is where he stays on his visits to the States), he stays in his room most of the time, so his presence is hardly noticed. But I can't help but think it is my fault for not making more of an effort.
Ok, so enough of the sad....Just Thought I'd Mention It
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
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