Tag: grandfather

  • Aging

    “A tip on aging…  do it in style…” I knew I would always remember the last thing my grandfather said.  As well as the fact that I didn’t know if I was going to laugh or cry.  He was the consummate joker and of course he would go out in style.  But as my grief…

  • Book Sales

    I knew my book sales were lagging, but I had been hoping I could hang on a bit longer. I needed to hang on longer. If I had to move out of my apartment, I didn’t know where I would go. I could no longer depend on my parents to help and I had no…

  • The Mantel

    Henry was the only pet I had ever mourned. The only one I truly missed after his death. But it was weird, I was constantly seeing him. Hearing him. Dreaming about him. At first, I had been comforted by the thought his soul would always be with me, but everything changed the day my grandfather…

  • The Gravestone

    Everything changed the day I found my name and birthdate on the gravestone.  As I stared at the marker, I could feel the bile rise from my stomach.  Everyone knew I came to this cemetery to take photos for my photography profile. But who would go to this extent to put my name, birthdate and…

  • Nabbed, Grabbed and Sneaked

    The day I found my mother going through the boxes in my closet was the day I knew I had to move out.  At nineteen, I knew it was time and it had been time for a while, but I had been hoping to save a little more money before I made the transition.  My…

  • Good For

    “That’s all he’s good for, really.”  I tossed the picture of Eric off to the side and started sorting the next stack.  I was ready to move on.  “So are you really going to push him aside just like that?  After all you two have been through?”  Samantha started stacking the books in piles that didn’t make any sense,…

  • Three Years

    It has been three years since I have been home.  Three years since I have seen my parents and three years since I have held your hand.  When I left, I thought I was making the right decision and now that I am back, I know coming home was the right decision.  I wanted to make sure I…

  • Cross Country Meets

    “Are you feeling okay?”  I asked crouching next to my brother’s bed.  He was having another nightmare and it was the third one he had this week.  The death of our grandfather was really working over his psyche.  Our grandfather was our rock and our heart.  When our father faltered, our grandfather was there.  Our…