Here she is. My little joy Juno.
I’m actually still working on the name. Everyone things that she’s named after the movie. Read your damn classics, people. That’s all I have to say.
But she’s what I’m focused on right now. The little bundle of joy I have waiting for me at home. She is adorable and playful and cuddly and all of the things that a kitten is supposed to be. And she’s the only positive thing I have to focus on at the moment.
My grandfather passed away this week. I’ve searched for some profound words to say about it, but all I’ve got is a messy ball of feelings. His health had been in decline, so the family was prepared for this… as relative a term as that is. One is never truly prepared.
But there is something profound about the expiration of a generation. I never met my other grandfather, actually, he passed away before I was born. And both of my grandmother’s passed on a little while ago too. I was too young then to realize what I was really losing… I guess that’s the way things go for many of us. And now that’s it. My parents are the last generation. And after that it will be mine. We march, rank and file, a step closer to the end.
My grandfather was a quiet man who kept to himself. I sometimes wonder if anyone ever really knew him. I’m glad at least I got to visit with him one last time while he was still lucid. And I don’t have any profound words to offer about his life either. He fought in the war. He was a company man, a family man. He loved his football. About as American as they come. I suppose in looking for something profound to say, I’m digging for some deeper way of expressing that I’m simply going to miss him.
The week has generally sucked in other, less dramatic ways as well…. I started to write about that here, but you know what, skip it.
It’s strange. I haven’t told any of my coworkers yet about my grandfather. I mean, I’m genuinely depressed about it… I wonder if it shows. I’m in a training session all week and even though I’m not running it, it would still behoove me to be energetic and social. But it just feels like me and them right now after this loss. There are only two men left in my family. It feels pretty lonely.