Sunday, November 25, 2007

My grandpa just turned ninety. He is so slight and frail. I don't know when that happened.... He used to be a giant. He has never been an overly emotional or demonstrative man. But now it is as if all the deep things in his heart have risen to the surface. His skin is so transparent I can see his longing... I was watching him speak, and all I could think was, "He is so close. What must it feel like to know you are so close to heaven?" It is a long recurring dream unfolding. And it is scary but it is wonderful- and he doesn't know what to do with it. So he cries.

posted by Jules @ Sunday, November 25, 2007 1 comments