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A GAME OF HIDE AND SEEK
“It’s never easy to explain a death.” he said to his son sitting sad upon his knee. “So I’ll explain it to you as best I can…the way your Grandpa explained it to me.”
It is true Grandpa has died and our life will change…it can never go back to the way it was before…but it only means that physically we won’t see Grandpa anymore.”
“You might not understand this today but, in time, you'll know it to be true…Even though he’s no longer here with us…he’s still inside of you.”
You see any time we meet another person…any time our lives are intertwined…we take a little piece from that person with us while leaving a piece of ourself behind.
You don’t even noticing it happening…you don’t feel it when you're apart but all those little pieces you took from Grandpa have found their way into your heart.
Every time you saw Grandpa being kind…every time you saw him give…you were learning about love and compassion…you were learning how to live.
Grandpa loved to take you to his garden…where you planted flowers or vegetables in a row…which means Grandpa will now be a part of every plant you ever grow.
And what do you say, though I disagree, on the weekend when I make your pancakes…you laugh and say mine don’t taste as good as the pancakes Grandpa makes.
Grandpas in the garden, he’s in the pancakes and as crazy as it seems…he will find a way into your thoughts…a way to sneak into your dreams.
To say that Grandpa’s gone forever…well that would be unfair
because if you stop and look around…you’ll find him everywhere.
His son jumped down from his Dad’s knee…with a huge smile on his face then headed out of the room at a somewhat hurried pace.
“Where are you going?” his father asked…noticing his son’s sadness now behind him…
“If Grandpa is all over the place he said…I think I’ll go and find him”.
It’s never easy to explain a death…because death is always bleak…but it’s nice to know we can ease the pain…
with a game of hide and seek.
