Farewell Grandpa

Grandpa took his rest at midnight last night. He led a full life. I suddenly remembered when I had to take him to the hospital in baguio about two years ago. There was a typhoon ongoing, signal no. 3. I stayed with him overnight until he was discharged the next day. He was asking me to go home and rest that night, trying to assure me he was okay. He was probably embarrassed that I had to take care of him. Typical macho stuff. Grown men don't take care of each other. :-) But he could barely walk due to a swollen foot. He had a gout attack among other problems, and I couldn't just let the maid look after him. What if he needed to go to the restroom? That would embarrass him more. So I stayed. There were only four people in the house then, grandpa, the maid, hiromi - our exchange student guest, and myself.

Someday that would be me on the bed, and I would be asking somebody to 'go home and rest, I'll be okay."