You were there and then you weren’t. Like a thief in the night you were taken from us.
There were times when I thought about you, but I was too busy and did not make the call.
I allowed my life to get in the way, not allowing for a 10 minute call to say hey, how’s it going, what are you up to? You know small talk, the kind of conversations you have with a grandparent. The calls that let them know that their grandchildren are fine, and making it through this tough and trying thing called life.
Now, you don’t know who I am. I send letters, but by the time they get to you, they are from a stranger. I end each letter with Hugs and Hisses, as that was our thing. I sign them Shelski, because that was my “Polish name”.
Life is fleeting, so incredibly fleeting. There is nothing that says we have a tomorrow. Or how that tomorrow will turn out to be.
You were with us. Now you are not.
My heart breaks. I feel anger… why does this happen? Why is he being taken away from us? I have guilt, I did not have a chance to say goodbye when he still knew who I was.
Oh my Poppy, I miss you.
Love your loves like there is not a tomorrow. As tomorrow is not guaranteed. We have no idea what is going to happen when we wake up each day. Live life to the fullest.
So sorry. Prayers
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Thank you. The dementia and Alzheimer’s is progressing so quickly. We “lose” him more and more every day.
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This hits extremely close to home as you know…. but you wrote it perfectly!!! Thank you!!❤❤❤
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Thank you! Much love to you cousin.
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