The Dragon's Cave - My Grandfather

For all of you who have kept up on my blog, you'll remember that I made a post several months ago about my paternal grandfather. We had expected him to pass away soon, and we were surprised that he recovered and continued to cling to life.

Well, last week, he had a fall while attempting to use the bathroom. He was examined multiple times and the nurse didn't find anything broken, but he was apparently in quite a bit of pain. That, coupled with the fact that he had very little ability to communicate, move about, nor do pretty much anything for himself, made him pretty miserable. I guess he finally decided that it was time to go.

Yesterday, my mother called me here at the office and told me that he passed away very peacefully in his bed, surrounded by his children and grandchildren. My mother held his hand as he took his final breaths.

While we knew that this was inevitable, and we're all happy that he is no longer suffering, it is still very sobering that it has actually happened. Max Carlton Wilson is a very good man, and he is now in a much better place. He is free from the effects of his stroke, from his weakened body, from his inability to speak more than a word or two at a time. Though we will miss him, I look forward to the day when I will see him again.

Good bye for now, Grandpa.