I Hope I Never Have To Write Like This Again

My grandpa died yesterday, at the age of 92.

He had had an accident at home and fell, breaking bones in his ribs and neck. A pastor who checks on him found him, and he was rushed to the hospital.

I knew he was in ICU, and that was about it. Mom and a sister of hers were going to go see him, to see if there was anything they could do.

My aunt got a call from the hospital. He passed between 4:30 and 5:00 p.m., yesterday. And then Mom called, and I got the news.

He was my last grandparent, and my mom’s dad. I regret not going to see him more often. The fact that he lived hundreds of miles away mattered in the moment. But looking back, it really shouldn’t have. So many things that we think matter, don’t. They really don’t.

I saw Grandpa for the last time about 6 or so years ago, walking around his property, telling us things, and having a good time, from what I remember.

If there’s a lesson here, it’s to use the time that we have wisely and productively, to make our lives matter by the impact we have on those living life with us.

And when the time comes, to grieve, heal, and move on.

Until next time,



About Ty Mall

Thanks for stopping by. I've almost always been interested in writing, among other things. Along with discovering pop culture, I've uncovered a lot about the craft over the past 10 years. And whether you're a fiction writer or email copywriter, I'm here to pass on what I've found out. And have a ton of fun in the process.
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2 Responses to I Hope I Never Have To Write Like This Again

  1. Kelsey says:

    So sorry to hear about your loss.

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