My Grandfather gave me a yearly subscription to the Readers Digest for a birthday present. I always got mond in the mail before the new edition hit the store shelves by grocery store checkout lanes.
So I always had seen the new covers first ahead of the public.
One year my grandfather passed away.
I was going through a grocery checkout, saw the new month’s edition and realized I hadn’t seen it before and that it wS because HD had died and not sent it to me. All I could do to make it through checking out my items. No one else there would have understood. Grew up a little that day.
I moved into a house where a friend’s grandparents had died recently (actually in a nursing home). But the mail kept coming and the main thing was Readers Digest. I’d read the jokes and toss it. It never stopped. I was there two years and it was still coming when I moved again. Never seen an issue since except on a magazine rack or a doctors office.
Poignant story.
We all find our true losses in different ways
That’s very sad, but a great story about the love your grandfather had for you and about the inevitability of loss. You are part of his legacy.