Grandpa's Buddy

Sunday, Jan 29, 2006

Last night my dad spent the night at our house so he could spend some time with Will. The hospital is a no go for my sensitive sweetie so Will doesn’t get to see my dad (G’pa Carl)alot since he and mom are here to see my Grandpa French. So when Dad left the hospital late last night Will was already in bed. He happily woke up when G’pa Carl walked in a little weary and sad, but ready to relish the time with his grandson. After a little Trooper time (a mutual Star Wars obsession) Grandpa got ready for bed. Will drew a special picture while he was in the shower. It was of a smiling boy (Will) and man (Grandpa) with a rocket blasting off into space, with a sky full of stars and parachute men falling to the ground. He was anxious to give it to his Grandpa. It was the cutest thing – to see him so in love with his Grandpa. He was overjoyed to see him and ready to take on the world with his Grandpa. You could clearly see this in his wonderful depiction of a stick figure holding hands with a slightly taller stick figure. I love that Will is so infatuated with his Grandpa.
Today, my Grandpa (Grandpa French) moved to a very peaceful hospice center and I can’t help but think that the bond with our Grandparents is everlasting. They teach us to love and laugh. They are our first loyal friends who champion for our rights no matter what we’ve done. They give us ice cream for breakfast and dollars just because. I’m going to miss my Grandpa. When I look at Will’s angelic little face light up when he's around his Grandpa I see myself (except not so little or angelic).