Daily Archives: January 7, 2010

Other flavours of loss

It has been pointed out to me that while exploding-tube-watch continues, I really should say hello every day. Someone very sweetly called me to make sure I wasn’t, you know, actually dead or similar, as she hadn’t seen peep nor twistle out of me on any of the sites we both frequent. And now even my lurkers are beginning to worry.

Sorry! Am fine! All is boring! No cramping! No bleeding!

(While we’re here, The Great Lurker Unveiling is still in progress, so hi Lurker! How are you?)

So, given that all is quiet on the Uterine Front (ohpleasepleaseplease…), and I am under a moral obligation to keep talking to you all, let us turn to the subject of Family, Oy Vey.

My family does a good Oy Vey.

My step-grandfather died on New Year’s Eve. He was in his 80’s and had Alzheimers, and had been living in a nursing home for the past five years, so this is neither shocking nor unexpected. What it is, is sad. When my grandmother was still alive, I went to visit her and Grandpa J (yes, we all called him Grandpa) quite often. He was a decent, upstanding, honourable, brave, intelligent, poetic sort of man, with a great deal of gentleness, tolerance and humour (all absolutely vital qualities for dealing with the women of my family. Ask H). I was so fond of him. And I hate, hate, hate the fact that he lost his mind. He had such a wonderful mind.

When Grandmama died, he went back to his home country, to be near his children from his first marriage. I haven’t seen him since he left. I would have liked to go to the funeral, which is happening on Saturday, but what with the current drama and current state of finances, a cross-continental 10-hour flight seemed, very quickly, a dumb idea.

Damn. I’d’ve liked to say good-bye to Grandpa J formally. He was a great one for manners and decent following of rituals.

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