life is delicate

it really is. little addison is delicate. and so is my grumpy. my grandpa turned 80 last december and we celebrated by taking him to the race track as a surprise. this holiday season my grumpy is not doing so well. he has been in and out of the hospital for the last few months and today he had to start dialysis after being rushed in last night. it has been difficult on everyone - however, as a co-worker asked me today how i was doing...i think i realized how much i was struggling. this questioned stemmed into a discussion about aging and life in the middle of our clinical meeting. it was a beautiful conversation - we heard one another's perspectives on life...and death. and the reality of it. i didn't have any clients scheduled today so the conversation stayed in the forefront of my mind the rest of the day. on the way home from work i called my dad and talked to him. this conversation was about my grumpy as well - and was equally as difficult to have. however, in reflecting on these two conversations and tomorrow approaches - i realize i have a lot to be thankful for - namely, my grumpy. not everyone gets to keep their grumpy until they are twenty five, not everyone has a special name for their grandpa, not everyone has a special song they share with their grandpa, not everyone gets to introduce their child to their grandparent, and not everyone gets to be supported by those around them.

happy thanksgiving everyone.