I may need to continue this in another writing as I am short on time.
I was told a couple days ago that Bill's grandpa passed away. He was going to have a hard road ahead of him as he was diagnosed with Alzheimer’s. He had another thing going on, but I am uncertain if I should write about it as it wasn't told to the rest of the family (just my husband and sisters-in-law)
Anyways, I look at this passing as a blessing. Yes it was not the most convenient of circumstances (that would require more time to write about) but yet he does not have to suffer any longer with losing his mind as well as having pain-filled days.

A few years back when my Grandmothers died I took to writing poems for their passing. I felt that writing something beautiful would give the people mourning something to read and smile about (after the fact) also to commemorate them and what they left behind.

Writing the poem yesterday for Grandpa (a man who I met a handful of times and never really knew) I was filled with blocks. Then I just started writing and during that my eyes filled with tears. I was fighting back tears over a person I barely knew. Reading though the middle and latter part of the poem I now feel that I was writing down what Tom wanted. What he wanted everyone to KNOW. I feel the tears coming were not mine, but that they were tears shed by him.
I really feel as though he was in the room with me, a younger and stronger version of him. Tall and broad-shouldered, filled with re-newed vitality and life. No more sadness over having lost two wives weighing on him. No pain, and a clear memory...his healthy spirit shining though as it should. Not encased in a thing, humped-over body that was losing it's functions. Now he is free to do what he needs to do and continue on his life's journey. That's the beautiful part of it. Another step in his phase of living has been completed...lessons learned, lessons taught...the cycle will continue until it's completed.

I hope my poem does him justice, I did get the approval from him. If I get around to it tonight I will post it. It's on my husband's computer and I will have to email it to myself.