I don’t know what life is like without my Grandpa. He has been there since day one, literally and figuratively helping me stand on my own two feet.
He brought me to the bus stop to school every morning in kindergarten. He taught me how to tie my shoes and how to ride a bike.
He told me stories and took me the park, made me snacks and gave me a greeting card for every single special occasion.
He was a quiet soul who always listened and fiercely loved his family. If I can live the rest of my life with half the strength and genuine regard for others that he had, I’ll consider myself accomplished.
The last two weeks, I refrained from saying goodbye to him every night I left the hospital because of the finality of that word. It still doesn’t change now because he will live with us and in our memories forever.
Good night, Grandpa. Sleep well. Thank you for everything. I love you very much.
Ernesto Ferdinand Lucas — Nov. 7, 1933 - Aug. 31, 2014.
I actually can’t cope with this
If you only read the books that everyone else is reading, you can only think what everyone else is thinking.
– Haruki Murakami
sam + hugs
„Martin doesn’t like acting, doesn’t like representing. He likes feeling, likes being. There’s enormous technique at play in his work. He can do almost anything and imagine himself into almost any situation and then, with enormous delicacy, present it for the camera. It’s so difficult to analyze how Martin Freeman works, but he’s better than most of us…”
(Ian McKellen talks about Martin Freeman)
The Avengers as a 70s cop show
I’d watch this show.
So would I Mark, so would I
HOLY ARE YOU | saints and sainthood
and our souls stir, hearts burning, as we feel the presence of God within us, calling, soft as a lullaby, to set us on our path towards Heaven.
I’LL ESCAPE NOW FROM THAT WORLD
FROM THE WORLD OF JEAN VALJEAN
THERE IS NO WHERE I CAN TURN
THERE IS NO WAY TO GO OOOOOONNN