Apr 16, 2018
Watching from the Other Side
My late husband was a fairly even keeled gent and only got angsty at times when I was sick or injured. So after a bike crash yesterday that left me bruised but otherwise fine, I’m having a bit of fun imagining him having an other side freakout and my grandpa having to talk him down.
Grandpa: "Listen, I broke my arm playing softball when I was 60. She's a lot younger than that. This is just what we do." Chad: "... This is what you do? What went wrong in your genetic code??" Grandpa: "She's fine. Go get into an argument with Peter. He looks bored."
(And then one of my uncles saying, "If she keeps this up, the two of you will be together again soon," and Chad screaming, "THAT IS WHAT I'M WORRIED ABOUT.")