Scooter Chronicles

My grandma Glonek passed away last night. That is three grandparents in nine months. I knew I was very lucky even back in elementary school that I had gotten to meet all four of my grandparents, but not only just meet them, know them quite well. I was 19 years old when my grandpa Glonek passed away. And I got to experience another 18 years with my other three grandparents. And though I expected their passes soon, I didn’t expect all three to leave us in such a short span.

I remember visiting my grandpa Glonek’s grave very soon after he had died. My grandma had bought a dual headstone, so her name and birthdate was already on it. It was strange to see, and made me cringe. My thoughts at the time where that I wouldn’t want to see that. It would be almost a bad omen. Thankfully though it wasn’t. My grandma lived another 18 years (well a few months short of it). However, the last few years have not been easy. And for my parents either. My grandma had lived with them for 12 years now, and the last few her health had been going downhill. Especially her mental capacity. I already understood the fact that some are better off leaving this life then suffering along for so long, and it’s better for their family members as well. I understand it more now.

Rest in peace Grandma.