He Made Me Breakfast
A few weeks back I left my family one Sunday afternoon to spend the night with my 89 year old grandfather. We went out to dinner and after we went back to his apartment and talked with the television on mute in the background. He shared stories about growing up in Ireland, how he met my grandmother and raising two kids on his own after she passed away suddenly. We laughed and cried…forever it will be one of my most favorite times with him.
The following morning I woke up on the couch in his tiny apartment…he said he was going to make breakfast. Pretty much every time I see him…at some point in our conversations he will tell me about his daily routine. I always smile and act as if he has never told me before; even though I have heard it hundreds of times. My intentions behind sleeping over was to document him doing his daily routine. From breakfast to his morning walk. This is part of his everyday…the images above are far from perfect, but my heart is full knowing that I have documented this time in his life. A time where things for him are shifting. In the end I know this was more for me than it was for him. Thank you for letting me share.