Thank you so, so much. I'm really not sad. My grandmother will/would be 89 in December, and my grandfather was 92 in May. My mother's mother, who keeps chuggin' right along, was 90 in February, and I expect to get a phone call one day that she just didn't wake up...she displays very few degenerative effects of her advanced age. Her husband, the only grandparent I've yet lost, died in 1997 at 82.Ima Facultiwyfe wrote:Bless all your hearts. I'm thinking of you and hoping you aren't too sad.
Love, Ima
I experienced the joy of delivering my high school valedictorian address before three of my four grandparents, alongside classmates who already had no grandparents left. I even had three grandparents present when I graduated from Duke. I'd like to have at least one there when I defend my dissertation, but that'll happen however it happens.
We've been blessed with remarkable longevity on both sides of the family. Another case in point: My father's paternal grandfather. He died at 98. Cause of death? Hit by a car while walking home from the store, which was nearly two miles from his house.
No, I've got precious little to complain about in this context. When they go, they'll just go, and I will be (and for the most part, already am) at peace with it.
I just don't want them to sink completely into misery before God takes them.
;)
