Friday, November 16, 2012
My grandfather, not really knowing what to do with those items, gave them to my mother. I saw them hanging in my mother's closest. I recognized my grandmother's clothes. In some ways I feel like it's my grandmother saying hello from wherever you go when you die.
The memories of my grandmother dying of cancer have faded in my mind, thank goodness, and now I can more easily remember the healthy times of her life. Her death makes me realize that life is short. As a 32 year old man I feel like I'm running out of time. The clock is ticking. I have yet to accomplish my goals. I must seize the day!
I love you Peaches.