The kids and I are hanging out here in Gahanna while Eric is out of town on a family fishing trip. Yesterday we spent the afternoon at my grandparents house. My mom and I are going to have a garage sale for them. They are extreme pack rats, it's going to be quite a job. My grandparents really make me sad. Up until about five years ago they were full of life. They enjoyed each day, especially my grandpa. He was one of the most positive people I've ever met. Now they have decided to give up on life. They spend all of their time concentrating on what they can't do, so much that miss the enjoyment that God still has for them. They even have trouble enjoying the time they spend with their great-grandsons. Yesterday I was looking at pictures of them when they were my age. They seemed to really love each other, to really love life. Neither of those things seem true now. It's to the point that I really don't want to spend time with them, which I know sounds terrible. But, I leave fighting depression every time. I know that I will grow old, it has to happen. I just hope that when I am 80 there will still be some joy left, that there will still be a spark of life in my eyes.
We attempted to go to the zoo for the second time in the last couple of weeks. Both times we have been rained out. Good thing we got a season pass.
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