Yesterday marked the one year anniversary of the passing of my grandfather (AAKA* Farfar – http://puntiglio.com/blog/?cat=26).Â I went into the day not knowing exactly what to expect. You see, 8 days prior I observed the 20th anniversary of my mothers passing (http://puntiglio.com/blog/?p=495 – why yes I do write about just about everything ), and it was at all not easy, I sort of expected the same to be true for yesterday.
But it wasnâ€™t.Â As the day moved on, and my reflections deepened, I came to realize that, unlike my mother, I had closure with Farfar.Â I was by his side many times over his last few months.Â We spoke (and argued), shared time and space as I prepared for what was to come.
I wrote, before his death, of my life and times with him, reinforcing in my mind and in my spirit his place in my life.Â I spoke with other family members about Farfar, exchanging stories, anticipating life after his passing, bonding in ways we had not in years, a particular point that hit me with great force.
Even in dying, Farfar had a unifying effect on the family.Â So, by the end of the day, a day I had anticipated would be difficult and mournful, I came to realize that I was actually celebrating his anniversary.
Much like mom, I miss Farfar horribly. However, with him, I was able to say goodbye, to close the book and, willingly and knowingly, start the next chapter in my relationship with him.
Yesterday was a good day…