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<-- my life, by webgoddesscathy --> :: Monday, January 05, 2004 :: So here I sit, bawling my eyes out, following an email from Kendra about how she loves Matt, bought a car and misses me falling asleep on the floor after just waking up. And she's encouraging me to go make out with some hottie with an Aussie accent. And she's reminded me that I have to ask David if he likes bacon grease. How can it make me so sad/happy that I've just eaten ice cream for dinner in honour of us? It's been such an emotional day. I have just found out that my grandfather died. He was a great man. Always ready with a joke. Always dropping hints about someone getting him coffee and a piece of cake. I remember him drinking Napoleon and playing cards with the boys at the table. I remember the arguments he used to pick with my mother and laugh and wink when she took the bait. I remember him taking me and my sister with him to his club to play cards and do puzzles. I remember the petting zoo he took us to on one of his impromptu Sunday drives. And now he is gone and I don't feel like I got to say goodbye. He was 92 and very ill and they say that he didn't suffer much and I'm glad for that. And I know I should be glad for many things. But instead I feel sick and slightly unreal because I'm not there. But at least I can tell you about the good things that I remember about him. And hope that it will inspire you to call your grandparents right now just to see how they're doing. It only takes a minute. And it means that your stupid Christmas card from Australia won't be the last they heard from you, if they got it at all. :: Cathy 3:26 AM [+] :: 0 comments ::Comments::
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