Greetings to all my avid followers, and again I must apologise for not giving you your regular dose of my blended brain. It has been a rather hectic week.
I was lying in bed with the GoodWife yesterday morning, just enjoying the snug-as-a-bug-in-a-rug feeling you sometimes get when its cold outside and o so comfortable in bed, when I got a call from my step father. It was bad news. My great granddad had taken a turn for the worse. He had been in hospital for the last two weeks for big old swollen legs that were giving him some real discomfort and things had just gone south in the last two days. We screamed the hundred miles down to the hospital. Nothing could have prepared me for the sight I would be greeted with. I don’t think anyone should have to see a loved one in such a state of disrepair. He was sleeping with his eyes open, oxygen pipes in his nose and really battling to breathe. He held on for another eight hours. Just long enough for my mum to drive the 350 miles to say goodbye…and then he was gone.
He was a father, grandfather, great grandfather, husband, friend and the greatest storyteller in the world. Everyone who met him will sorely miss him and his tall tales. It’s maybe time to take my own advice and mourn, but then to celebrate his life and this I shall do. I swam a one-kilometre open water race today, and yes, the water was cold but he wouldn’t have minded. You are an amazing man Pops, and you don’t have to stress you any more. We will make sure Nana is good and cared for. Just rest, you deserve it.
Robert Adam Law – 23 March 1916 to 21 November 2009.
Man of Moral…quacht tre moralacht.
Sunday, November 22, 2009
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