My mind is churning with thoughts about the latest controversy to hit the m/m community, and there are a few posts demanding to be written.
But I can’t right now.
Not won’t, can’t.
On the morning of Tuesday 27 March 2012, my grandfather passed away suddenly.
Mumma, the Baby Brother and I were negotiating a permanent bed for him in a nearby aged care facility when we got the call he was being taken to emergency.
Within 15 – 20 minutes, we received the news he was gone.
Although it was a blessing and what he wanted, it happened so very, very quickly. I think we are all still reeling from shock.
These last few days I, with the help of the amazing BB, have been making arrangements and getting his affairs in order. It has been so unbelievably hard; mentally, emotionally and physically.
It has also helped me gain some perspective about what we do with the lives we are given.
Granted, this is me and, let’s be honest, who knows how long it will last, but it certainly does make you stop and think.
There is also a certain irony as well as an absolute awesomeness about one of my best memories of Grandad being when he, my two baby cousins and one of their partners, and I were sitting around the Christmas table discussing marriage equality.
He was days away from turning 90, yet there he was, hearing us out and coming to the understanding the issue was about choice. Some of you may be thinking “well, he was 90 and was bound to have ‘old-fashioned’ views”. You would be wrong, though, because what he was arguing was we had no right to force our heterosexual marriage beliefs on gay couples.
Oh, yeah. 🙂
Goodbye Grandad. You will be missed.
You grumpy old bastard.