Two years ago today my Grandpa Esau dies. I thought of it as soon as I began to write the date on the board because I had this immediate thought of when I came back to my job as a teacher in Vancouver after the funeral. I walked into my room and saw October 5 on my whiteboard, not erased the entire time that I had been at home.
It makes tears well up in my eyes if I think about that day and the days following for too long. It makes me feel like time really does go by fast as two years have passed but also how strangle there are moments of those days that seem like they happened yesterday. I miss him.
And whenever I think about this, I think about the courage and strength of my Grandma as she has resiliently gone on. She has made herself busy with meaningful activities, often giving of her time and effort to help others. I love her and respect the faith that she leans on to keep going.
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Hey, I remember when the funeral took place too. I remember seeing you and your dad at starbucks a little emotionally drained from making plans. Although cliche sounding, he's gotta be in a better place.
funny thought to that...I can remember walking with my Dad to Starbucks and London Drugs from my grandparents' condo. Weirdly, I remember realizing that I had not packed deoderant on the trip and was really sweating...thus the London Drugs part of the trip.
That time really does feel like a time warp in ways.
Amber...weird as it was, the first time I saw you and Allison was at the funeral...Alexa and I were there because we were already good friends with Darcen. Wow...I can't believe it's 2 years already. I wish I could have known him...
And Mr. ______ waving to us so happily while we were in there...
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