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March 21, 2004
It is so strange not to call Grandpa today. I've been calling every Sunday in the eleven years since Grandma died, almost without fail, even if I didn't always catch him. We might talk for ten minutes, maybe twenty, but never more than thirty minutes. I think that is really why I wanted to be at Geoffrey's this morning, knowing it would pass quietly, almost without my noticing, so I wouldn't be completely at loose ends and dwell on it. Tonight, when I got home, I removed the reminder "Call Grandpa" from my electronic calendar. Somehow, this makes it real.