Comments on Mapless: Remembering Life

It was exhausting. It doesn't help that I am s...

2011-03-13T10:47:29.552-07:00

It was exhausting. It doesn't help that I am sick and it took all day,and grief is exhausting anyway. I was much worse yesterday (the next day) and today. Sigh. But yes, glad it's over.

That's so good to hear. I'm sure you'...

2011-03-12T19:13:13.328-08:00

That's so good to hear. I'm sure you're also glad it's over.

Thank you, very much. The service was perfect, be...

2011-03-12T13:47:18.970-08:00

Thank you, very much.

The service was perfect, beautiful, a tribute to an amazing life. Lots of family I don't see very often, food and even the sun shone!

Erin, I'm so sorry. :(

2011-03-11T08:33:49.044-08:00

Erin,

I'm so sorry. :(

Thanks, both of you. I appreciate it...the memorie...

2011-03-10T07:58:20.299-08:00

Thanks, both of you. I appreciate it...the memories are so important. I hope I will be the kind of grandmother my grandkids will remember fondly.

Thanks Mike. I'm, sorry you lost him so young....

2011-03-10T07:57:32.253-08:00

Thanks Mike. I'm, sorry you lost him so young. I was very young when my dad's dad died, but my other grand parents were around a long time.

Sue - He sounds like a very interesting guy. Yes, to go quickly and peacefully would be the way.

My Grandpa, from the time I can remember, smelled ...

2011-03-10T02:53:30.679-08:00

My Grandpa, from the time I can remember, smelled like a combination of chewing gum and a pipe. He was a men's hairdresser and so my mum lived above a shop a couple of times in her childhood. He was quite a handsome fella but by the time I came along he was old and wrinkled and just Grandpa, you know? He liked playing pool and writing poetry but I didn't know either of those things till well after he'd gone.

I want to die the way Grandpa did, if I can: a ride to the shops earlier on his bike, a bath, and then a heart attack on the bed. That way, thanks very much.

Erin ~ I am deeply sorry for your loss and the sam...

2011-03-09T18:04:08.606-08:00

Erin ~ I am deeply sorry for your loss and the same time so grateful that she has now found peace. So at your request, here is an excerpt from this post.

"Meet my grandpa; my mom’s dad. I literally worshiped the ground this man walked on. I loved my visits with him. I still can remember him always sitting on the mantle with a five pack of Roi-Tan Cigars in his pocket and a Coors beer. I can remember our Thanksgiving Pheasant Hunting Trips, the drives around the alfalfa fields, climbing the walnut tree in the back yard and exploring his shop for treasure. Grandpa worked for Del Monte so we always had family trips to the orchards for peach picking and we had unlimited access to the vegetable fields. I remember the best time of the year was at Christmas when we would all sleep in sleeping bags on the living room floor so we would be right there when Santa showed up in the middle of the night…and he always showed up.

Grandpa was taken from us in 1974 when I was almost 11 years old. Way too early for me. At the time, I had no idea what I was losing.

So if I could have one more day with someone, it would be him. I would like to sit down and tell him how much he really meant to me and that he was my hero."