Category Archives: My Grandparents

meangingful things

I think about my grandpa a lot. He was my favorite person, my closest family, one of the most wonderful people I have ever known. And like me, he was afraid of death. And I wonder then, what it was … Continue reading

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something to remember

Last November, my grandmother died. I don’t think I took it very well. Family issues, relationship issues, death issues, and all other sorts of emotional issues entertwined with missing her. This September, my grandfather died. I felt like an orphan. … Continue reading

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suddenly i’m not so young

Perhaps this is when we start to think more about death: when we stop looking ahead at being old enough and start looking behind at being too old. Soon I’ll be old enough to stay up until 8pm, to watch … Continue reading

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common ground

When I was little, and I wanted to crawl into a grown up’s bed in the middle of the night like little kids do, the grown up I picked was my grandma. I remember that she used to tease me … Continue reading

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things i can’t make sense of

I don’t know how to face death, not any of it. Not the no longer living part or the what comes after part or the being without someone part or the whole complicated question of the best way to handle … Continue reading

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ticking clocks

“You don’t like the sound of ticking clocks.” “No.” We listened to the twelve chimes as we sat at the kitchen table. Midnight. I thought about how no one else knows that about me. Only my grandpa has known me … Continue reading

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to the place i belong

I got to Dublin on Friday. I had heard a rumor about the potatoes, but you generally don’t expect rumors to be so true. I love to travel and see new things and try new foods, especially if they’re potatoes … Continue reading

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it’s a nice day when you wake up in disneyland

When I was little, Disneyland sold tickets for rides and Casey’s train still went around the park. The Indiana Jones ride didn’t exist, and the Haunted Mansion was scary. I remember getting a mug from one of my early trips … Continue reading

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smuggling smokes to grandpa

Before I tell this story, I should point out that while I am very close to my grandparents, they never call me. They’re just not big on talking on the phone to anyone. Sometimes, I might get a call on … Continue reading

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