I called yesterday to wish him happy birthday. Aunt Sue answered, we caught up. Where are you guys living now? How was the wedding? That's nice. That's nice. I hear grandpa being directed into his office where he can take my call. Aunt Sue reminds me to speak up.
Hi Grandpa! Happy Birthday!
"Hullo? Is someone there?"
HI GRANDPA! THIS IS KARA! HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
IT'S KARA! (I'm hoping he remembers which one I am.)
"Oh! Well...Kara. Jim's daughter! (whew) Well, where are you living now?"
"Oh, Connecticut! Are you working out there? Did you finish school?"
YES GRANDPA WE ARE WORKING OUT HERE I DID FINISH SCHOOL!
"Well, are you married?"
(Brief flashback of grandpa dancing with me on my wedding day.)
YES GRANDPA, I'M MARRIED!
"Oh, well, any kids?"
NO, NOT YET. HOW IS YOUR BIRTHDAY PARTY GOING?
"Well, I'm turning 95 today, and I guessed everyone remembered. It's nice to be remembered on your birthday. Now, where are you living?"
"Are you married?"
YES GRANDPA! I'VE BEEN MARRIED FOUR YEARS!
"Well, is your husband going to school?"
NOT RIGHT NOW, HE IS WORKING!
"Now, remind me who this is so I know who I am talking to for sure."
THIS IS KARA!
"Oh, that's right. Now, are you married? Are you going to school?"
NO, I FINISHED SCHOOL GRANDPA. BUT I LOVE YOU. HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
"Well, there are a bunch of your relatives over here today because it's my birthday. Now where are you living..."
Oh Grandpa. I love you.
95 years old and still as active as ever. There are many, many life lessons I have taken and am still taking from your life. Productive, fulfilled, seizing every opportunity and recording every moment. (Can't wait to get a peak at ALL those journals some day.)
Happy Birthday Grandpa D!