Bah, damn issues yesterday stopped me posting. *sigh, bloody machines!
Was surprised to realise from my mum this morning that my grandad would have been 85 today, bless you and miss you grandad. 🙁
It gave me a moment to ponder too.
He suffered that horrible disease we all know as alzheimers , something more people are familiar with now with the few higher profile cases, such as Sir Terry Pratchett, the great author of many books such as his discworld collection.
Heartbreaking thing to see a loved one go through and the effect it also has on the closest members of the family to the sufferer.
Not only that…
Knowing it is also hereditary does make you think of that fact it may touch others, like my mother, her brothers or sister, myself, brothers and even my own kids, hopefully not to happen but that possibility is always there, sadly.
I am thankful to have such great memories of grandad and the times he spent with me and my brothers playing football, teaching us cricket out on the front green in Weston.
I look at photos of him and nan, holding a glass aloft and I notice I have his hands… 🙂
So, a happy birthday resting in peace wherever you are grandad, miss ya, love ya lots, your eldest grandson. x