35. For My Sake, For Their Sake
The next morning I was eating a donut at the kitchen
table when Blondie came charging down the stairs, phone in hand, ranting about
the men in her life. Her grandfather
Grumpy, autocorrect for ‘Grampy,’ had set new highs for cholesterol, blood
sugar, and weight, at his checkup. A friend who had joined the military to
study computers now wanted to be an Army Ranger instead. She showed me selfie her brother had taken
from a boat in the middle of a lake. He
wasn’t wearing a life jacket. It was
then she noticed the donut.
“Grandma died from heart disease and Grumpy is
diabetic. Why do you live on a diet of
sugary fat!?” she asked. I tried to make
a joke, but she wasn’t having it. I saw
the pain in her eyes and realized I owed her more than an apology.
Today I will take better care of myself, for
my sake, and the sake of people who love me.
Writing My New Story © 2015 by Ken Montrose
(Just a reminder: Writing
My New Story is a work of fiction.
Any resemblance to anyone you might know is purely coincidental.)
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