A Stroke, He Spoke
My grandfather isn't really doing so well. He had a stroke and now he can hardly walk around he's in so much pain. And... it makes me so sad to see him like that. He never had any problems. Then all of a sudden, he aged like 20 years at once and now he can barely walk. Hearing him say things like "that's what's important in life" makes me so spooked. Because... he's right. He's done it. And I'm afraid of how much he has left.
I look at him and then look at myself and it makes me sick. He's old. He's nearing the end of his life. But he's got a family around him. 4 kids. 5 grand kids. 6 great grand kids. If I'm ever his age, who will I have? At this rate, no one. Everyone beyond me will be gone. There is no one after me. Yes. I know. "Everyone dies alone." Heck off atheists. I know I'll go to face the Lord alone, but that doesn't mean I don't want people around me who love me in the meantime.
Yours Truly,
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