babyjoe

So for the last few weeks my Grandfather has been in the hospital. I tried to visit when I could but I have been busy lately so I couldn't get to him as much as I would like to. This past friday I went to the hospital to visit him and he said something to me that blew me away. He asked me when I was going to get married. I told him that I didn't know because I haven't found the right girl yet. He then looked at very seriously and said that he was sorry because if I didn't get married by saturday then he would not be able to come. I just thought it was an old man being dramatic and trying to impart a lesson on how short life is and how I should get off my ass and settle down. I didn't pay it much attention. I got a call on Sunday saying that my grandfather quickly slipped into a coma and died. This is a man who helped raise me and one of his last wishes was that I was happy. I find myself thinking that if I had just said "thank-you" and " I'll try " then one of the most important people in my life and one of the nicest most gentle people in the entire world may have died with a greater sence of peace knowing that his grandson took his words to heart.


I've spent this entire week thinking about all the time I've spent in my life doing useless bullshit instead of spending time with the people who are most important to me, or letting them know that they were important to me. I could have told my Grandfather a million times that I loved him and that I appeciated everything he ever did to help make me the person I am today, instead of a bunch of strangers on this blog. If anyone happens to read this and doesn't want to feel the regret that I'm feeling then find the people who you love best ( parents, siblings, boyfriends, girlfriends, whoever ) give them a big hug and tell them in no uncertain terms how you fell about them. You might not get a second chance.