Well, our trip to the U.S. is now little more than two weeks away. If you’d like to receive a fun postcard from us, during our travels, just head here for the details.
As I mentioned in that post, we haven’t been back to see my parents—my children’s grandparents—in five long years and I’m afraid the time we have left together in this life is now dwindling fast. Since the subject of family, and mortality, is now very much on my mind, I thought I would dip into my journal again and share an entry on this theme.
To read more entries from the personal journal I keep on my kids and their experiences, see…
Why Keeping a Journal on Your Kids is So Valuable
Give your kids a “precious peek” into their childhood, years from now, by keeping a regular journal on their young lives.
Funny Remarks from a Bilingual Kid
Record the memorable things your bilingual kids say, in both languages.
September 2, 2010 [Lulu was 6 years and 2 months; Roy was 3 years and 6 months]
Keiko’s grandmother died during the night of August 29. She was 97 and had vowed to live to the age of 100. Until a few months ago, she was in reasonably good health. But then she seemed to lose vigor, physically and emotionally, and went into decline after entering the hospital.
Oddly, it was the first funeral I ever attended in my life—I had never even been to a funeral in America.