You know that all of us believe that our kids and grandchildren are the most wonderful people on earth.When you don’t know them well,you just pray for a good life for them.It’s where I’m at with it.Sorry I let them down,but it’s not the first time I ever let someone down.It’s probably not the last either.I have a reputation for being loud,obnoxious and stubborn(get that from dad). Fortunately for them,they had the blessing of the best great grandparents a kid could ask for and my son had the best grandparents. Bob and Marie(granddaughter’s name is Alexa Marie)were special people that we all miss very much.They had a long fulfilled life but it’s never enough for us.We wish we had another day,another chance,more time.
Anyway,i can’t say as i know my grandchildren but then i can’t say as i know my own son. Bob and Marie -mom and dad-were a big part of his life,the grandchildren’s(when there was a chance )and all our lives. They were so proud of him,but i think they always wanted him to come home to the Catholic Church. Mom was planning to visit them and that kept her going.I wasn’t sure she was up to the long trip but none of us were going to stop her from doing what her heart was set on.
I think that kept her alive longer or the cancer might have taken her sooner.She missed dad too.His loss took a toll.She tried not to let on,but you have to know after 60 plus years together it wasn’t the same without him.When you went to see mom the house wasn’t the same.After they both passed away there were times i would call their number and out of grief wondered if someone would not pick up the phone.Of course,it’s not going to happen.It’s just another reminder they’re gone.I even kind of resented the people that bought THEIR house. I know we couldn’t have lived there(and thankful we ended up leaving town for our new residence.Love it) but i honestly didn’t want anyone else there either.It’s so nice up here i sometimes wonder what it would have been like if i had moved up here with son back when.*
Strange as it may sound i still think the only people that should ever live there are mom and dad.If not them,no one.It doesn’t work that way though. The way i remember Alexa and her brother Matt is they were just little kids. Alexa had the cutest giggle,loved critters and such potential to be whatever she wanted to be. Matt was your typical little boy and knowing my son he would have to end up being a sports enthusiast. Alexa does love her cats;but she even tried to get away with raising a bunch of very reproductive mice. Dad found her out.I can’t imagine he was too happy.I thought it was hilarious and didn’t surprise me at all.
I imagine someone very special finding her one day.I hope she doesn’t rush it. I can picture her in a vintage 60’s wedding gown. They were modest and romantic then.
I have the feeling she would pick something more modern.Some of them are just too revealing. I don’t get that.You would want to look special on your wedding day.No rush though. Marriage is a commitment that lasts years.There’s no reason to rush.
Enough of the melancholy & self reflection.The spelling passes snuff here. No need to edit.Now it’s rosary time.
*They have a fantastic school here too,St Gregory’s. It’s a whole different life. Wouldn’t trade it for the world.It was tough to leave the old hometown at first. Now that it’s going on 3 yrs here i do wish i had been more inclined to move when son was little.There is a life outside what we are most familiar with;we can be brave enough to take a leap now and then.I wasn’t then.I was stuck by (wrongly)thinking life in the hometown was it.You could call it the twilight zone.Oddly enough this town is smaller than the town we came from.It’s a tourist area so the rents are high as are the house prices.They’re astronomical compared to where we came from.