Thankful Tuesdays #11 – The great Gramps

Written as part of 52 Weeks of Gratitude Challenge which I’m attempting this year.


Someone Who Inspires Me

Week 11 – Thankful Tuesdays

“You always draw inspiration from your family or your parents if they’ve proven to be inspirational.” – Dustin Clare

Dear God,

In the past year, and especially the beginning of this year, I had been ill. And it is thanks to you, and the doctor, that I’m now much better than before. My belief in you has wavered over the journey of my life so far, but I do believe in you and I’m glad you are there. Today, talking about a single person who inspires me, it is only fair that I write to you, because you’re one who listens even when I talk to myself, and when it comes to that person, of late, I’m worried. And I know you know this already, because I’ve talked to you before too.

They say grandparents love you more than parents, because when we’re born, it’s their chance to become parents again, since their own children are all grown up and past that coddling phase. I remember that I was. Being their first grandchild, they pampered me like anything, and sometimes they still do. My grandfather at least, was very protective of me. And he still is. If there was any one person who I can honestly say inspires me, it is him. He is into his eighties now, but still believes that he has the energy of his youth. He feels he is independent, and he acts like that. He has been through two accidents, both with me nearby, and thinking of that still scares the hell out of me. Even after that, he has been strong. He has an adamant streak; he loves to fight with my grandmother and the neighbors, and pushes me to the limits of my patience. But I know that he loves me, and I love him too, and only he can be that way. I’m thankful to have him in my life.

If you would, dear God, please take care of him. Today, that strength he has and his belief in his energy has wavered. He’s becoming forgetful. There’s still that adamant streak, but I can see him changing, and I’m worried. Please look after my gramps, God.

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(© 17th March 2015)


Poetry & writing are to me, a breath of fresh air in a life that is sometimes covered by the smoke of sorrow or self doubt. They also become the sweets I share to celebrate when life offers me a reason to. But most of all, they are to me, my life. For each word I write is a piece of my heart, a thought that just had to find its way into the world.

4 thoughts on “Thankful Tuesdays #11 – The great Gramps”

  1. I have always wondered what it would be like to have Grandparents in my own life. I am happy that you do and that you are close to them.

    I too will pray to God for your Grandfather… I promise…

    Stay happy 🙂

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