Lately I’ve been out of focus. I haven’t focused on the RIGHT NOW as much as I normally do, and the tidal wave of life has overcome me. I talked to a dear friend today who reminded me about this. Her grandmother is in her 80s, and she reminded me that SHE needs to make the effort to visit Grandma, to call Grandma, to love Grandma. Grandma had her time to invest in her, now is her time to invest in Grandma.
Every single moment of life is precious and should be savored, because you never know how many more moments you’ll have.
Enjoy the sandwich! – Warren Zevon
I lost both my grandmas a few years ago. I love my parents, and I am VERY thankful they’re both still alive but I was raised by my grandmas, and I miss them both a lot.
Each of the last few years of their life, I maximized the time I spent with them, to make sure I let them know how much they meant to me. Sure, I did that throughout my life, but I treasured those last moments even more.
When I was 12 years old, Grandma Gerbyshak made me some very tasty sandwiches for my 4 AM trip into the woods for deer hunting with my dad and uncles. They were so tasty a deer came up to nuzzle them, and my ear too because I fell asleep in my deer stand.
You read that right: a deer nuzzled my ear.
But I didn’t wake up from the nuzzling. I woke up because my cousin Don took 3 shots at the deer less than 50 yards away and killed it.
I enjoyed that sandwich, and I was VERY thankful to be alive. I still think about that experience and those wonderful sandwiches Grandma used to make.
Take some time today to enjoy YOUR sandwich!
Hat tip to Joe Heuer for the quote, and photo credit for Sister Eating Big Sandwich to Randy Son of Robert
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Phil:
I just wanted to let you know that you’re not the only one feeling “out of focus” these days of the new year. I have also been experiencing some interesting and strange “stuck in the rut” kind of thing. It seems to be happening to a lot of people for some reason so you’re not alone.
At any rate, I felt as if I were right there watching that deer nuzzle your ear. Then I felt sad that it was killed a short time later when it did you no harm.
You enjoy your sandwich and I’ll enjoy mine (which is much, much smaller than the one in the photo, LOL).
That is one awesome looking sandwich. I do believe I could eat that sandwich, Phil!
How dare you Phil! leaving us hanging like that. Please tell me that dear deer ear-nuzzler was not shot
… and your post reminded me of how lucky i was with 2 remarkable and remarkably different grandmothers i had. One was named “Kare”… meaning “dear” in Danish – a name that goes back matrilinealing (however you spell that ) so the oldest born woman in the family was named Kare. See there are duo resonating themes to this comment: dear and grandmas