Today started off good and I felt it was productive at work. I had some tea with my youngest before school and went off to the office. My business partner, Patrick, and I had great inspirational conversation which is pretty typical for us. We talked about the importance for saving for retirement and decided to allocate more from our salary to 401k.
After a good day at work, I headed home to get ready for Jiu Jitsu. On Wednesday’s we do an hour of hard “rolling.” That’s basically a term for practice fighting and getting your ass kicked. After I finished rolling, I noticed a text from my brother that said, “Give me a call, it’s about Gramps.” Only one thing came to mind, because only a few months ago my grandmother had passed away and he wasn’t doing too well after that.
When I called Eric back, he said Grandpa has Stage 4 Colon Cancer and he’s being moved into hospice. Doctors said he has maybe a week or two left. While in the shower floods of memories of my grandpa and became vivid. I remember sitting on his lap and talking about things he was watching on National Geographic. He did that a lot and I always felt he was so smart. He taught me how to shoot a pellet gun in his back yard using empty coke cans as targets. I remember always wanting to ride with him to McDonald’s when he was picking up dinner for my brother and I during our weekend visits with them. Him and my grandma played really important roles in our lives grow up. My brother and I really had it rough. Perhaps one of these days I’ll write about it.
There’s some other heavy personal things going on this month and it’s definitely one of those moments where I feel the saying “when it rains it pours” is a true ass statement.
So I purchased a ticket to Austin for this weekend in hopes to have some good conversation with him and say my final goodbyes.