I’ve been very spoiled in my life. I’m almost 40, and up until a few days ago I still had a full set of grandparents. It’s something I just took for granted.
When I was little we visited my Grandpa in Winnipeg quite a bit. I even went out once when I was 18 by myself and got to spend a lot of time with him. The last time I saw him was when he came out to BC 10 years ago for our after-eloping party.
In recent years I’ve gotten lazy with calling. Life is busy and phone conversations with him were never easy. A strong Ukranian accent + bad hearing+ a very eccentric personality = challenging phone conversations. I may not have ever known exactly what he was talking about, but one thing was always very clear. How much he loved me.
This week all I have been wishing for is that I just had made one more of those phone calls, to make sure he knew too that I loved him.
3 thoughts on “one more call”
i love his face. i see a bit of you in it through the eyes, though not necessarily in the expression. which is, nonetheless, incredibly awesome.
i’m so very sorry.
i want to hug him…he looks so cute. much love to you, lori.
I’m very sorry Lori. I’m sure he knew you loved him too. Hugs!
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