A month ago today my Gramps died. He had a long,
wonderful life, and I strive to emulate him every day. He was the most
optimistic person I know, err knew. Sigh. For his birthday, he
gave out presents to the staff at his nursing home. Every year.
I doubt I'll ever get to that level of generosity and optimism, but maybe if
I live to be 96 (and a half! :D),
I might. :)
I've been
down & introspective in life lately; hence the lack of writing for 2 months.
Believe it or not, there's some stuff that I don't want to talk about here.
Thanks for all of the well wishes from friends, family, & strangers. I
didn't wanna suck anyone else down into my Black Hole of a Pity Party.
I'm still alive and mostly functioning, albeit with a tissue box nearby.
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