It’s never easy to say goodbye to a loved one. It still hurts when I think about being at my grandfather’s bedside when he passed away. The following years were even harder when I watched as my grandmother missed him every day. And now, she’s 90 years old. She’s had such a full life, giving me memories that will stay with me forever. Memories that made me into the father I am today, creating traditions and habits that I share with my children. And although she is now in hospice care, somehow I feel heartened. It’s as if every pain and sorrow I felt after my grandfather died, is now turned into relief and hope as my grandmother will soon join her beloved husband in heaven.
Which is why, when I hurt, I think about why it’s important to carry on with the family memories. I think about them as though they are presents given to us to cherish into our last days. So hug your loved ones tight, and keep reliving your best memories.