My Granddaddy, clowning around

This picture makes me happier than any I've seen in a long time. (Click for a larger view.) In part, because it's of my much-loved Granddaddy who lives several hundred miles away, which means I don't see him often. And in part because it was sent by my cousin from my aunt's phone. No biggie, on an ordinary day: relatives laugh together. But since my cousin Jim's death, every day brings struggles. My aunt says it's not day-by-day but rather that they sometimes get by minute-by-minute.

So seeing evidence of laughter, and goofing off, and even this tiniest sense of normalcy just made me take a deep breath, say another prayer - this one of gratitude - and stop my work to pick up the phone. Y'know, to see what I was missing. ;) And just as I suspected, he was in a fine mood. Clowning around, messin' with people, doing his thing.

I wish I could introduce every one of you to my Granddaddy. He'd make your day too...

Oh. And he would probably also want me to mention: if you have a Grandmother or kindly neighbor who's single and interested in some company, he's 90, still has a fabulous sense of humor, likes his coffee fresh and hot, and would probably like to meet her. Just sayin...