My normal mode of operation is to go for the silly. However, my response for today is definitely a reflection on my current context.
Today, I am saying goodbye to my grandfather.
So, assuming the scheduler for a post works how I think it should, this post will go live during visitation hours on Saturday. Here is my love/hate relationship with today:
The worst part is I have to say goodbye to my grandfather today. The worst part is I won’t be able to debate with him about politics. I won’t hear him ask me if I am president yet. The worst part is that I will hold my grandmother’s hand and hope above all hopes that she will be OK in this new role as a widow. The worst part is that I have no idea how to comfort my dad, so I am praying hugs are enough.
The best part is that my grandfather had 85 years of a life. The best part is that I had 37 years with a wonderful grandfather. The best part is that I am surrounded by family who loves the man who was such a big part in our family. The best part is I have record of many of his memories through his memoirs as a reporter and in the SeaBees. The best part is that the entire family was just with him for Thanksgiving. The best part is that though his body was failing, I had my grandfather, sarcasm and all, until the very end.
Grandpa Pep, thank you for so much, For teaching me how to debate with evidence, not emotion. For starting a legacy at Ohio Northern that my parents and I would follow. For always answering the phone to talk with me for a few minutes before saying, “Let me go get your grandmother.” You were an amazingly interesting guy, and I will miss you.
I love you.