I Miss My Grandparents
A friend recently asked me, "If you could meet anyone, living or dead, who would it be?" I thought about it briefly and asked, "Could it be someone I have already met that I would want another chance at meeting again?" She agreed and I answered, my grandparents. Me, at this age now, with all the questions I have that are relevant to my life up to this point.
My Papa passed when I was 18 and during that same time my grandmother's dementia began taking over. After four years of living with the debilitating disease she passed away in 2012. My childhood was messy and inconsistent. Although my sister and I spent a lot of time with them we were blinded by childhood ignorance surrounded by a drama filled world. We never grew as close to our grandparents as either of us would have hoped.
Gramma and Papa are still a huge part of my every day life. I talk of them almost daily as if we just sat down together. I was very fortunate to have so many wonderful years with these fantastic people, but it pains me that they aren't here today.
Maybe one day we will be able to talk again.
My Papa passed when I was 18 and during that same time my grandmother's dementia began taking over. After four years of living with the debilitating disease she passed away in 2012. My childhood was messy and inconsistent. Although my sister and I spent a lot of time with them we were blinded by childhood ignorance surrounded by a drama filled world. We never grew as close to our grandparents as either of us would have hoped.
Gramma and Papa are still a huge part of my every day life. I talk of them almost daily as if we just sat down together. I was very fortunate to have so many wonderful years with these fantastic people, but it pains me that they aren't here today.
Maybe one day we will be able to talk again.