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In Honor of Ethan IntroductionI am writing in honor of my grandfather, Ethan. He passed away over 24 years ago on Thanksgiving day, before my son was born. In fact, I was pregnant when he died. Of all my relatives, I wish my son could have had a chance to meet him. It's weird, but they have similar personality traits. They would have liked each other very much.
What's on My MindThe holidays are here again and for some reason grandpa is on my mind quite a bit this year. Not that he wouldn't have been thought of, he's always to topic of conversation. I think it's hard on any family when someone you love dies on a holiday. Their death and the date are melted together. It never fails, the conversation will undoubtedly turn to grandpa and then everyone gets sad again. Naturally, we all speak of his positive traits but grandpa was a man like any other, he wasn't good all the time.
What I would like to share about myselfI am now a grandmother and I am still smoking. Grandpa died a slow and horrible death of emphysema. Yesterday, I was chasing after my grandson and suddenly realized I was completely out of breath. It scarred the living daylights out of me.
I just saw on your site the service offering a laser treatment to help people quit smoking. I plan to call those folks. I can't let my children, my loving husband and my sweet grandchildren watch me die like we watched grandpa die. It was awful to see this robust man dwindle down to nothing. Ethan's Favorite Quote"Never let the fear of striking out get in your way" Grandpa said a baseball player said this. He used this phrase a lot when he was in a talkative mood. Grandpa wasn't in a talkative mood much, he was a quiet man.
Words of WisdomThis is my words of wisdom but I think Grandpa would agree. I believe that if you want your children to be responsible educated adults, we the parents, must assume that task when our children are very young, before kindergarten. To expect a school to suddenly impart a love for learning is unrealistic.
If you want world peace, then your family home should be one of peace. Each person in the family must learn to negotiate and settle differences without resulting to the violence of verbal and or physical abuse. The first time a parent hits a child, the child learns that striking out is the last resort to control. If you want your children, or anyone else for that matter, to respect you - you must first respect yourself. And then you must be respectful of all others, at all times. If you want to end racism, you have to learn and explore other races and their cultures. Fear of differences is what is keeping racism alive. I don't believe we should all melt into one big race, I think we should honor and respect each race. We can't do that if we are afraid and we are only afraid because we don't understand. My grandfather was a very wise man. He was quiet and you were never sure what he was thinking. When he spoke though, he said what he meant. He used few words but they were always resonating. So much so, that his memory lives on through his children and grandchildren. He was smart about life. He got it. He kept it very simple. He was honest to a fault. He never cheated anyone. He was respectful to grandma. Most of all, Granpa Ethan walked the talk. It wasn't so much what he said or when he said it, it was how he lived each and every day that keeps him so close to all of us. We miss you grandpa. My Favorite RecipeThe most memorial meal I have ever enjoyed was the peanut butter/jelly/banana/whipped cream sandwich that my son made for me. I was in bed, exhausted from the flu and he and his father were trying to keep things running in my absence. My husband fell asleep on the couch when the two of them were watching cartoons. My son, then four years old, took it upon himself to go to the kitchen and make his mommy a special get-well sandwich. The sight and smell of that sandwich nearly made me throw up, but the smile on his face and the love in his eyes allowed me to eat that sandwich with great joy as he laid beside me.
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