Ok, again dispensing with the humour for this entry, as I tihnk I've got something fairly important to say.
After what's happened to me today, I've come to realise just what a lucky man I am. I have been blessed with a large, loving and wonderful family. We don't just get together once or twice a year either, we're always meeting this aunt or that uncle for lunch or something, we always stay in touch. The possibility of my losing a member of this family has made me realise how precious they all are to me, how strong we make each other, and at the same time that I take them for granted a little too.
For those that know me, yes, this is about my grandad, he's still kicking, the obstinate little bastard isn't about to give up that easily but he's in a bad way which was pretty evident when I saw him at the hospital today with a lot of the rest of the family gathered round (which was almost the worst part, it almost felt like we were gathering to say goodbye). To be honest, it could be a lot worse if my grandfather passes away because of this. Sure, his last few weeks have been pretty shitty, he's barely been home and ben in a lot of pain, but he's made the big eight-zero and is leaving behind a lot of fat, happy grandchildren who he's seen a lot of and who love him very much.
One thing I regret is that I don't know all that much about his life, sure, I could get it from my dad, but this is the sort of thing that should come from the horse's mouth. I think he was a rifleman during the Second World War but I'm not sure, I don't know how he met my grandmother, I'm not even sure if he had a brother, I think he had one brother who served on a submarine during the war.
People, if you have a good family, if you have family members you love then treasure them because with so many divorces, so many feuds, so many dysfunctional families, a loving, caring family is quite possibly the greatst blessnig you can receive so you damn well better make the most of it.
After what's happened to me today, I've come to realise just what a lucky man I am. I have been blessed with a large, loving and wonderful family. We don't just get together once or twice a year either, we're always meeting this aunt or that uncle for lunch or something, we always stay in touch. The possibility of my losing a member of this family has made me realise how precious they all are to me, how strong we make each other, and at the same time that I take them for granted a little too.
For those that know me, yes, this is about my grandad, he's still kicking, the obstinate little bastard isn't about to give up that easily but he's in a bad way which was pretty evident when I saw him at the hospital today with a lot of the rest of the family gathered round (which was almost the worst part, it almost felt like we were gathering to say goodbye). To be honest, it could be a lot worse if my grandfather passes away because of this. Sure, his last few weeks have been pretty shitty, he's barely been home and ben in a lot of pain, but he's made the big eight-zero and is leaving behind a lot of fat, happy grandchildren who he's seen a lot of and who love him very much.
One thing I regret is that I don't know all that much about his life, sure, I could get it from my dad, but this is the sort of thing that should come from the horse's mouth. I think he was a rifleman during the Second World War but I'm not sure, I don't know how he met my grandmother, I'm not even sure if he had a brother, I think he had one brother who served on a submarine during the war.
People, if you have a good family, if you have family members you love then treasure them because with so many divorces, so many feuds, so many dysfunctional families, a loving, caring family is quite possibly the greatst blessnig you can receive so you damn well better make the most of it.
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maybe one day i'll just make my own
See you soon