of class for a day. As it turns out it's really a holiday that I think
most children would never understand. Honestly, that's the way it
should be. I hope my children don't understand the idea of loss until
they become adults. Remembering those that have come before us is a a
very important thing and one that's seems to be fading away.
I remember all the people good and bad that are no longer in my life.
My grandma Jane, who was monumental in my development. She taught me a
lot abot the finer points of life. She provided a sort of owners
manual for the human condition if you will. My paternal grandmother,
Karin. She taught me a lot about misplaced anger and how not treat
people. She really opened my eyes to the area of anger. Both my
grandfathers were a hoot. They both filled my childhood with great
stories of the years gone past. I wish I could remember them all and
pass those along. I cherishthe good and bad lessons that they all
passed to me.
I also rmember those who haven't passed yet but whom are no longer
part of my life. So many college pals. Somehow my life just turned a
corner and I left them behind. Kristina, the love of my life who
stayed when I left. I think I will always ask myself if I made the
wrong desicion. And to my friend Dan, who's father is dying. He was
diagnosed witha brain tumor a few weeks ago. The doctors removed it
but he's not recovering well. My heart and best wishes go out to the
family. He's one of the good guys.
I miss all of you that I can't say this too. Whether alive or dead, I
think of ourtimes together often.
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