Sunday, December 18, 2005

Lack of Grandparents

Found out today my last remaining grandparent died on Monday. This was my grandmother on my father's side.

The last time I saw her was a few short weeks ago in LA, in good spirits because my father mother and brother were all there with me talking to her. Visit was short, a few words spoken and small conversation outdoors.

I would have liked to talk to her about her life and my grandfather's, history and events to write down for the family tree. Keeping a good history is good for future generations like that. Besides that note, I'm happy for her. Old age brings medical issues and pain, but the greatest pain must be the loss of your spouse after decades of marriage, and seeing all your friends leave this plane of existence.


Now she is free to join a world some fear, and some look forward to.
I survive, and only after then do I think. For to live is to suffer, and to survive is to find meaning in the suffering.


Today was my friend Dan's birthday. Twenty-Five he joins a few others in our group in the quarter century club. Private event at his house, and fun times were had by all.


We were kids, we were in high school, and most now married. We live and suffer. We die. Time is short, but I enjoy loose planning and the ability to go with the flow of life and down any path that I am led. Death would be an excellent adventure, and I look forward to the next opportunity to be set in front of me before that moment comes.