Thank you for the days.. (yesterday I cried) posted 11/2/2009 4:15:51 PM | 6 kudos what's this?     report abuse tagged: past, regrets, love, grandparents

CHARLIgurl1

Sundays are usually a quiet day in the Charlie and Gregg household, just pottering around, doing our own thing, and occasionally we will head off for lunch somewhere and maybe stop in a store or two on the way home.

Yesterday we went to my favourite place, ‘Jims’, we sat in the back smoking room in a booth, and no matter how many times we go there, we always have to read the menu again as they have such a good choice.

The smoking room has a large glass divider, I could see through to the other section, it was full of families, and some ladies wearing very fancy hats, ‘From church’ I thought to myself.

Then I saw a sight that captured my heart in an instant.

An elderly couple were sat together side by side eating lunch.
The lady’s hair was white and curly, she wore a white cotton cardigan over a lemon dress, the gentleman smartly dressed, and hair neatly cut and grey, they looked just like as you would imagine grandparents to be.

As they sipped on their soup, they gave each other occasional glances, as if they were speaking without words.

And as I watched them for a moment or two, hoping they would not see me studying them, I realised how much they reminded me of my own grandparents.

How alike they were, sitting together enjoying lunch, just like my Nan and Gramps did every week in England, in the same little café they always went to, just the two of them.

I wondered if the couple were grandparents too, and if they were, if their grandchildren appreciated them or ever showed it.

It occurred to me that it isn’t until we have lost the ones we love, that we truly realise how much they meant to us, and how we wish we said the things we should have when they were still here..

The old man picked up the lady’s napkin that dropped on to the floor, she smiled and said something I of course couldn’t hear.

Watching them was like a journey back in time, except I couldn’t go to them and tell them that I missed them… because it wasn’t my grandparents, just mirror images of two people I miss even now every day.

A tear welled in my eyes, if only I could have one more day with my grandparents, one more chance to tell them that I loved them more than I ever got to say.

When I got home, I opened my back box of photographs, and found a few of them, not as many as I would have liked to have brought with me, but a few none the less.

A couple are faded, one is bad focus, probably because of a cheap camera, but the ones I found I put together on a video, a video dedicated to them.

Photos of my Granddads garden he kept so beautifully that I loved to sit and play in as a child, and some shots of them with me from when I was a baby.

It has taught me a very valuable lesson.

I will not wait until people pass, to think about how much I love them, or how much they mean to me and how I appreciate them in my life…

Because when they are gone…

All I will have….


Is a box of photos…


And a video…

A video saying thank you,….



And just wishing I’d said it to them when they were still here.




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