katlefiya's Diaryland Diary

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Ode to Grandpa

So, my grandpa died on wednesday.
I got home from work at about 1am, told Mom and Owen my hilarious stories from work and then Mom said "I don't know how to tell yout this but..." blah blah blah etc.

He died in his sleep.

I was sad for about 2 minutes, and then not. I probably shed 1 tear.
And I'm not sad now, because
a) he was dying. That's why we went to Vancouver over christmas. We'd been expecting him to die and we wanted to say our goodbyes.

b) I didn't know him. We'd mostly lived halfway across the world from him, and whenever there were family gatherings it was always to busy to have a good talk.

and c) he had a wonderful life. He'd traveled the world, been madly in love with the same woman for almost 60 years, had scores of children, grandchildren and great grandchildren. He'd done many great things.

He'd always been a very kind, honest, caring man. I'm proud he was my grandfather, I'm sorry I never got to know him, but I'm glad he had a good life.

Goodbye Jim Bradley. May you fare well.

1:54 a.m. - 2006-03-12

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