my grandfolks are here…it’s so weird. I never thought they would come. I haven’t spent the last two decades with them for more than a month at a time, and I can see the strong embrace of father time.
They used to be bigger than me, stronger than me, the young grandparents… but now I can’t shake the evidence that they are now elderly. and I feel like I have missed out on much time.
Every little throwaway exchange seems like it’s one closer to our last one.
there’s a line between them taking care of me and me taking care of them that I wasn’t aware of…but yesterday it announced it’s presence and the fact that I crossed over it some time ago. for the longest time I used to feel like I was still 17 mentally. that just died.