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Right Now

Change in itself doesn't scare me much.
But the pace of change has really thrown me sometimes...

Less than a month ago we packed up and headed out of town to visit Andrew's grandparents. I spoke to his Grandfather about being the last born of his siblings. About his working life. His family. We laughed. We all gathered around the table after dark sharing lobster and whiskey...And today as I write this I am waiting for the call from Andrew who stands beside his Grandfather's hospital bed...The pace of this change is almost too much to bear...We had plans to go out there a few more times before the summer's end...I planned a photo of him, taken with my old 120mm box camera, next to the huge apple tree he planted as a child. Whenever we visited other things always seemed to take priority. Silly things like watching the news or cleaning up the table immediately. Getting side tracked from the start of a conversation yet not getting back to it. Life...
The Ryan Men
"The Ryan Men Yarning"
Living everyday as if it were the last would be exhausting and expensive...I've been thinking that perhaps living a moment of the time you spend with someone as if it were the last would give you the little push to do those things you've always wanted...Living an hour as if it were your last instead of the whole day...
Take the photos of those you love, right now.

Andrew's Grandfather whispered that he has had a blessed life. I've been blessed too. To have known him and his family...To have so much, to love so much.

Live for an hour today as if it were your last...
xo

♥CrowNology

4 comments:

Temps perdu said...

So true Andrea, so true indeed.
Warm thoughts to all of you.
Nina

A.J. at NighBluey Herald said...

Change is a part of life..indeed. The pace of change can be unforgiving, indeed. On a Tuesday, Mom called to tell me she loved her kayaking interlude. Two days later, I held her hand as she lay dying of a stroke. Andrew's grandfather meant what he said when he said he had lived a blessed life. He wanted you all to hear it. I am glad that you did..ox AJ

kate i said...

It's so hard to watch these transitions take place around us...I feel this everytime I visit my 94 year old father. I'm constantly asking myself "Will this be my last visit?" and each smile, story and joke...they're all cherished.

This is auch a beautiful photograph of family and shared love.

grandmaq said...

Andrew's Grandfather had a blessed life that he passed down to you. My thoughts are with you during this sad time.