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Catherine Connors is a mother, writer and recovering academic who traded the lecture hall for the playroom and discovered that university students and preschoolers have much the same attention span. She still dips her toes into academic waters by writing the occasional scholarly article about the place of motherhood in Western philosophy, but mostly now she changes diapers and wipes noses and indulges in long reflections on whether Yo Gabba Gabba is a harbinger of the decline of western civilization. Oh, and she blogs: in addition to Bad Mother blogging at BeliefNet, she is, among other things, the author of HerBadMother.com, Managing Editor of MamaPop, moderator of Her Bad Mother’s Basement, co-founder and co-editor of WeCovet, Contributing Editor at BlogHer, and (deep breath) founder of and contributor to Canada Moms Blog. And in her spare time… oh, wait. She doesn’t have spare time. But she’s okay with that.
My grandpa died this weekend. He was elderly, but still. It was unexpected. It was totally unexpected. I was going to see him next week. I was bringing his great-grandchildren to see him next week. We were going to see him next week.
Now we’re not.
We’ll go on, we’ll continue – of course, of course, we go on, we continue – but we won’t see him again – the landscape is forever altered, our landscape is forever altered – and the sadness of that just defies words.
But we will go on. We will go on and we will miss him and we will be grateful to have had him and we will remember that and we will remember him and that will have to be enough.
Requiescat in pace, Grandpa. Love you.
posted June 28, 2009 at 10:54 pm
peace to you, as well, catherine.
posted June 28, 2009 at 11:02 pm
“…and flights of angels sing thee to thy rest”
posted June 28, 2009 at 11:06 pm
Oh I feel you. I made a split decision to move where I am to be near my G-Ma after nearly 20 years. After a year of the girls getting to know her, getting in atleast one year of holidays she died. The month before I kept saying I was going to go visit, call, take the girls to visit, visit. Its all I can think about when I think about her. I am so very glad we got this year that we had but I want more.
I want more of her. I. I could go on. My tears tonight are for you. I know my G-Ma would be happy with what I am now.
posted June 29, 2009 at 10:38 am
My condolences to you and your family. Don’t you hate that getting older means we have to deal with the deaths of the ones we love?