Sunday, December 18, 2011

Let's Do Lunch

Day 18: Lets do lunch! - If you could have lunch with anybody, who would it be and what would you like to discuss?

If I could have lunch with anyone.... I'd like to say I'd want to sit down with Sigmund Freud. Or maybe Salvador Dali or M.C. Escher. Or even President Lincoln. And those are people I'd like to have a conversation with. But if I had the ability I'd have lunch with my four grandparents.

My mom's parents died in 1990 and 1993. My other grandparents died in 1996 and 2002. I was old enough to understand what was going on during all four deaths, (except maybe my grandmother in 1990, I was a bit young there.) but that doesn't lessen the grieving any. Now that I'm 27 things have changed and I can only speculate. Things I didn't understand about my family, that I had no reason to know at the time, make sense now and some still leave me with questions.

I'd ask my grandfathers what WWII was like. I'd ask them about their lives before marrying my grandmothers. I'd ask my mother's parents what Brooklyn was like in the 50s and 60s and why they moved to Pennsylvania. I'd ask my grandfathers what it was like being one of seven siblings (they both were). I'd ask my grandmother's about their weddings and family recipes. I'd ask my grandmother what prompted her to be a foster mother for 30 years. I'd ask what they feared and what they dreamed to do and if they accomplished all they hoped to.

If I could sit down with them all one more time that in itself would be enough.


  1. It's awesome how much can be learned from the past generations of your family. That would be quite a lunch indeed.

    I have learned more about my only surviving grandparent in the last few years than I did in all the years prior. Not sure if it's because she knows that soon she won't be around to share her legacy or if I'm just better at asking questions and listening now than I used to be. She was quite the girl in her time... wish I would have known her then.

  2. Aww..that's a good pick. I don't have any grandparents anymore either, and it sucks that I was never really old enough to appreciate learning about their lives. I learn what I can from my mom, but it's just not the same.

  3. I'd talk to Freud too. I'd shake him by the shoulders and demand he tells me why he thinks I want to have sex with my mom so bad. I don't!

    I'd probably talk to my grandparents as well. Apparently they were such good storytellers (where I got it from), but they died when I was young, so back when they were around, I couldn't really have the kind of conversations with them worth appreciating.

  4. That does sound like it could make for a good conversation. There are quite a few people I'd like to have dinner with too.