My 93 year-old beloved grandfather has decided his time has come to dance into the next life. The family was notified, and I drove through the night to say my last goodbye. I sat at his side, held his hand, told him stories, cried a little. Then he whispered in my ear that he'd like one last cocktail hour with me. I looked over to the nurse who smiled and said anything is possible. I poured him his usual, a Smirnoff vodka on the rocks. I poured one for myself, too. He has been using this lollipop sponge to wet his lips with water, so we dipped that into the vodka and let him suck on it. He was happy as a clam. We dipped the sponge many times. We had many toasts. One to his great life, one to his safe journey to the afterlife, and one to a beautiful afterlife. When our cocktails were done, he whispered again into my ear, "That was the best cocktail hour of my life. I love you."
Such a beautiful and touching memory. May the beauty of his dancing always be with you and your grandfather's afterlife be blessed.
ReplyDeleteThis still moves me. What a perfect moment to keep forever, in memory and in your heart.
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