Thursday, July 10, 2008
I think something's in the water
In the last month or so, we've had about four of our clients die. Today I found out a client for a different broker that I used to work for recently passed. He was a sweet, old man that I used to talk to regularly who was always so kind on the phone. Another client just came in for an appointment a few weeks ago and seemed perfectly fine and healthy. He was just 75 and doing well, then out of nowhere had a massive stroke that ended up killing him.
I feel bad when I sometimes get annoyed with older people. We were at House of Blues the other day and I was talking about cruises and how there was a Mediterranean one I wanted to take. This lady chimed in on our conversation and said she took one, but warned me not take Holland America. She said they have the best medical care and therefore, the most old people. We joked about how slow they moved, and how cranky and easily annoyed they are. I often joke with colleagues about the grumpy old men who call in and bitch about anything, or the ones who call and won't let you get off of the phone because they'll bring up any possible topic just to have someone to talk to. I even get annoyed sometimes when my grandpa comes over, because he always seems to come either when I've just sat down for Sunday dinner or when I'm half naked and laying in front of a fan trying not to die of heat exhaustion. So I grumble a bit as I'm throwing on some clothes, then trudge into the living room and hang out and read the Chino Champions he brings me while he visits. Bad granddaughter.
But one day, and thesedays it seems that one day soon, he's not going to be there. He's 91, and even though he's fit as a fiddle and his mother lived past 100, he could be the next massive stroke victim. And its going to kill me. He's my last surviving grandparent. I never got to know my maternal grandfather, who my mom said was just like me and we would have had so much fun together. I miss my grandmas a ton and the more I type the more I'm starting to cry. Damn, why did I pick such a sad topic? Anyway, I know everyone knows this already, but enjoy the time you have with your family. Be kind to old people. Because before you know it, we're the ones moving at a snail's pace.
I feel bad when I sometimes get annoyed with older people. We were at House of Blues the other day and I was talking about cruises and how there was a Mediterranean one I wanted to take. This lady chimed in on our conversation and said she took one, but warned me not take Holland America. She said they have the best medical care and therefore, the most old people. We joked about how slow they moved, and how cranky and easily annoyed they are. I often joke with colleagues about the grumpy old men who call in and bitch about anything, or the ones who call and won't let you get off of the phone because they'll bring up any possible topic just to have someone to talk to. I even get annoyed sometimes when my grandpa comes over, because he always seems to come either when I've just sat down for Sunday dinner or when I'm half naked and laying in front of a fan trying not to die of heat exhaustion. So I grumble a bit as I'm throwing on some clothes, then trudge into the living room and hang out and read the Chino Champions he brings me while he visits. Bad granddaughter.
But one day, and thesedays it seems that one day soon, he's not going to be there. He's 91, and even though he's fit as a fiddle and his mother lived past 100, he could be the next massive stroke victim. And its going to kill me. He's my last surviving grandparent. I never got to know my maternal grandfather, who my mom said was just like me and we would have had so much fun together. I miss my grandmas a ton and the more I type the more I'm starting to cry. Damn, why did I pick such a sad topic? Anyway, I know everyone knows this already, but enjoy the time you have with your family. Be kind to old people. Because before you know it, we're the ones moving at a snail's pace.
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