#TrueStory: Gone but not forgotten

 

 I really miss my grandmother. She died earlier this year, after like the longest almost dying ever ... and it took me a really long time to process. I very much have this "just do it" attitude, which is great if I were a ninja - but sucky for being a chick ... damn those hormones. For real, don't get me wrong ... this woman was quite possibly one of the biggest pains in the butt ever, but she was our pain in the butt.

My grandparents were incredibly funny people for all the wrong reasons. They were Edith Archie with a mix of Shit my dad says. Get it? Yeah - tons of fun.Throw in the fact that their last name was HOAR pronounced like one would assume it is pronounced, and yeah - total life of the party.

I spent every summer with them up at the lake as a kid. Hence why I am such a tomboy, I had my boating license at 9 and fished off the end of the dock from dawn til dusk. I loved it. I'm a total nature chick.

Dude, one summer, we were on our way to church ... and this bird literally just fell from the sky and died. It landed not only on our car, but in between the windshield and the wipers in that little nook that all those leaves get stuck in that you just can't get out without that little gripper thing. I, of course, being the crazy awesome animal lover started screaming that annoying 11 year old scream. What does my grandfather, who was driving at the time do? Turn on the windshield wipers.

I screamed louder.

 

My grandmother chimed in with, JOHN!! STOP IT!!! As she was always his voice of reason. He replied with his usual, WHAT?! I cried the entire way to church as the blood mixed with feathers and a foot or two lingered on our windshield. My grandfather then got out of the car taking a piece of newspaper and flung a piece of the bird at me. He did not get a handshake at the "peace be with you."

Death is a funny thing. We're all going to do it - so it doesn't really matter. I was terribly sad when my grandmother died, but I was also kinda like so what. Celebrate the life, and move on with things. I don't think it is insensitive, I think it just is. Every day is precious. Every moment, every breath, every anything. We're only given one shot with our lives. Why NOT make the most of it? Remember, time is never spent wasted if it was time you enjoyed. So whatever you end up doing with your life, make sure you at least like it.

Thanks for all the lessons Grabey. Hope to smell ya later! #NerdsUnite


 

 

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