The Gypsys Roam

So I realize that most people do not make it to 28 years old with all four of their grandparents. Until this morning I was that lucky. I am glad that I was able to make it home last week and see my grandfather before he passed away. I also got to see my grandma after her surgery. Seeing my family like that has made me think. It has made me re-evaluate my feelings on love and sharing your life with some one. The way my grandparents are with one and other is priceless. They fought hard to be together for years and years. My Grandma Knoll said that she had been married for 53 years and the last 20 had been good. Seeing her sitting next to my grandpa and knowing that all she could do was be there and hold his hand, The desicions that she made. The way he fought through his in abilities to speak to tell her that he loved her. He would refuse his pain medicine in the morning to be lucid enough to talk to her.My other grandparents are the same way. Years ago when my Grandpa had her heart surgery the first thig that he said when he woke up was come her Ma so I can see your face. When my grandma had Surgery on Monday he told us how he sold his car and came back from Colorado to marry her. He said he took a shine to her and it still shines today. 61 years later. They fought hard. Both sets of Grandparents. They did not give up when stuff got hard. There is a story in my family about how my grandma once shot at my grandpa. He pissed her off bad enough that she fired warning shots but she never gave up. So as I enter the world of grand children who have lost a grandparent, i go sadly, but I go proud of my grandparents. I am proud of my Grandma and Grandpa Bean who love each other dearlyand take care of each other after 61 years. My grandma Knoll who was strong for my my Grandpa Knoll right up to the end. Proud of my Grandpa who has passed away this morning. Who raised a family that loved him and is traveling from far and wide to celebrate his life on Saturday. I am so glad that I was able to go home and see him one last time. To let him know that I loved him. I will cherish memories and my big dysfunctional family. Like all the rest of the gypys I will roam home tomorrow to celebrate the gypsy king. Some one better alert the authorities their will be a lot ok Knolls in New Buffalo. They may want to put an extra man on.