the Eulogy

I did not know my granddad very well, but then again, did anyone? What I do know is, that he was a very secretive and intellectual man. That he loved crossword puzzles, woodwork, geography, and most of all, he loved to draw.  The last conversation I had with him, I will always hold dear.  We spoke about the meaning of life, of love. We spoke about where we go after death, and reincarnation. Why certain people come into our lives and why they have to leave and why some never leave, And during our chat I realized that no matter where we go or what we do in this lifetime, we are truly never alone. We aren’t born into this life alone, nor do we leave it alone because we leave footprints in the hearts, souls and minds of the people we love. What becomes of us, after we are gone, are memories of laughter, love, friendship; The things money cannot buy. The very essence of who we are remains immortal to the ones we leave behind. Not only do we become immortal, we become legendary. Should we be able to call up the ones we love after they leave this lifetime, my last conversation to him would be:  “ Granddad. Time spent laughing is Time spent with the Gods, and you are amongst them now”