Saturday, December 6

The Last Man Standing

My last remaining grandparent died last night.

It seems unreal. I've always thought of my grandfather as a grumpy but well-meaning giant. A Giant.

And he was old and so far as I can tell he's had a good life but all the same it means goodbye.

And what does goodbye really mean when there won't ever be a next time?


2 comments:

Shirahime said...

The one we said would go on 'til he was 100? :(

Unknown said...

Indeed.

But he was a good man, who's led a good life. The legacy is more important that the fact of his death.