Sometimes It Takes a Death
Saturday, July 20, 2013
Well... My grandfather died (dad's dad). I'm sad, sure, but I have the reminder that he lived a long and happy life. The man was 92 and did amazing things in his life. He married grandma when she was a mere 17 (he was 20 or 21 as I recall) and just in the midst of the whole WWII deal. He built a business and made it prosper from the ground up. He has three sons, five grandkids, and (currently) three great-grandkids. He got to see so many of our successes, including coming to DC to see me graduate with my first Masters from GW - where he also got to see the WWII memorial. That's one of my favorite memories - people saluted him and shook his hand, as he was wearing his WWII vet hat.
So while it's sad, it's such a packed and amazing life. So that, in and of itself, is worthy to celebrate.
But now. As I'm getting ready to go to a little shin dig with mom (dad insisted we go - he still has a horrible chest thing after being in the ER the other night), holy mother of whatever the muffin top. Cake top. At this point, I think it's massive wedding cake top :P. Dude man. I'm not going to get to 02 in this kind of health. It just really isn't going to happen.
So I took a short nap - we all did and when I got up, I started to get ready. But. I stopped. I did basic face (after going through five billion outfits) and instead got together all my new swim gear. I have a new cap, goggles, kick board, and pulls. So it's time to put them to use. Got it all together, took it all out of the packaging and now it's all ready to go for first thing in the morning. I mean, life 5am in the morning. I want to miss the crowd, since it's a small community pool and it's going to be warm enough, it will be busy early.
It won't only be for the health benefits, but the pool has always been my place. It's been where I can think and relax and just be. It's ok. I've taken chunks of time off from the pool. Massive chunks and I think much has to do with the fact I don't want to face myself these days. I'm not happy with what I see.
It's time to stop that. So thank you grandpa. Because you died, you'll help me live.