I have been putting this off for a while because I cannot figure out how to write about it. I have been trying to figure out the right words and format, but I’m not really coming up with much. I don’t want it to seem too personal, but I do not want it to come off as impersonal either. I’ve come to the conclusion that there is not a proper way to talk about you grandparents getting older and it turns out there isn’t any easy way to discuss the idea that people will not be around forever.

I only have a grandma left in this world and as time goes on, it gets much more difficult to watch her age. You can see how much she wants to fully know everything that’s going on and be involved, but she just isn’t capable. I can still remember spending summer days at her house giving the dog a bath, playing monopoly, and eating mac ‘n cheese. She may not remember, but I can remember for both of us. And I will continue to repeat what year I am in school and what I am studying for as long as possible because it is never going to stick, but at least, for that moment, she’ll know.

Of my four grandparents, I had the opportunity to grow up with three during my lifetime. I am forever grateful God gave me that time with them. Important people in our lives leave this world too often, but we have to hold onto the idea that there is something bigger out there for them. We also have to know that they lived the greatest life they could while they were here and hopefully they have been given the opportunity to continue to watch over our lives from above.

The most important thing I have ever seen in death is reunion. We often see dying as our loss, but we forget about the reunions that are occurring at the same time. The one thing that helped me understand my grandma’s passing was knowing that she would finally be with my Pa again. It is helpful to believe and know they aren’t alone.

I think about my grandparents each and everyday. I am blessed with a little extra time with my one grandmother. I am thankful for the short time spent with my grandma and my Pa. And one day I will get to meet the grandfather I never had the opportunity to.

I will forever wish they were going to be there for the big stuff, even the little stuff. Next semester I'll graduate without them present. Eventually, I will have a wedding and children without them physically there, but I know they'll still be there watching from just a little further away.

Time spent is always too short. There is no way to bring it back, but fortunately for us, memories are timeless. Cherish the memories. Cherish the time you have, you never know when is could be cut short.