I grew up in
a small town, somewhere in the mountains of Europe. Life was easy for me; I
didn’t have to do much. My parents worked and every time I needed money I just
asked, and it was given.
Then there
was my Grandpa. I spent more than half of my young years with him. Life was
very safe and simple those days. I was only thirteen, but if I didn't come home
for dinner my parents just knew I was staying with my Grandpa. No phones, no
SMS, they knew I was safe.
My Grandpa
has always been my hero, my mentor, my hope. He was also happy to fund my
adventures (banned by my parents), whether it was a train ride to a nearby lake
or camping trip with friends. He always left money in the same spot – a
decorative coffee cup in the living room bookcase; right next to Grandma’s
black and white photo. Even after so many years, he missed her greatly.
Grandpa gave
me so much more than just pocket money. As I was growing up, I started to face
my first challenges. I received my first setbacks. I was often lost and I never
seemed to know the answer to the question ‘what I want to do in life’. I had no idea, but he always encouraged me. He was my sounding board for everything. He
told me that everything will happen at the right time – when I will be ready.
And whatever it was, he would stay by me because he believed in me.
My parents
were ‘too close’ to me emotionally to discuss my problems with them. I always went to him. He listened, he told me not to worry, he put
things in perspective and showed me the bright side. ‘It’s never so bad; it
can’t get any worse’… he used to joke. He told me to lift my chin up and to keep
going. Then he played some old records and watched me smile again.
Even though
he didn't necessarily tell me something I haven't already heard from my
parents, he did it in style. He was bigger than life. Nothing was too hard not
to have a go at. He’s been my inspiration and an example of how you will never
lose in life if you always do your best and always see the good in people.
I couldn't be
there when he finally left. He didn't want me to be there. They found him in
the morning with a smile on his face. He’s
accomplished everything he wanted in life.
His Great Grandson,
my son, will grow up learning the principles of perseverance, a positive
attitude and courage. He will also witness his Dad teaching and spreading these
qualities through his work, so as many people as possible will give things a
go, and achieve their wildest dreams.
It’s the best
way to make sure my Grandpa will always be around, and to make sure he’ll keep
smiling proudly every time he looks.
I love you
‘stary oco’. And THANK YOU!
by Michal Bodi
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