The Road to Elysium

This weekend has been a very odd one, both good and bad. My grandparents (on my father’s side) came all the way from Chile to Norway to visit us. So our little family took the trip down to Bergen to see them before they left the 20th of February. The reason that I say that the weekend has been odd, it’s because it probably is the last time I will ever see my grandfather again. Pushing 87, he’s already been through quite a few strokes, and he said that one of his last wishes was to see us here in Norway just one more time before he could pass away in peace..literally. So how do you deal with that? How do you deal with knowing that this is the last time you’ll see someone close to your heart?

I tried not to think of it at all during our time there, but as the day came to finally start heading home, I couldn’t help but shed some tears. The only thing I managed to get out was “I love you grandfather, promise me you’ll take good care of yourself.”. He’s just about the kindest, warmhearted person in the world. I still recall staying at their house when I was younger, and him getting up real early to bring me some hot tea and sandwiches while I lay in bed, watching cartoons. And just to imagine the things he’s been through – wars, earthquakes, and other natural disasters. Makes you think of how quickly life can pass you by. At least he and grandmother were able to meet both Michael and Marte before they left.

They will both always have a special place within me, and I can only hope that someday I can be as much of a great person as he is.

This post grandfather, is for you.

So I finally quit the game. For a while at least. I admit that I played the game so much that it was resembling addiction..which is exactly why I had to leave. It was causing much grief to both myself and my better half. I once considered it to be my shelter, my refuge for hard times. My escape from reality. But as time passed by, and the goals I had with my characters were achieved, the solid ground I stood on was gone. I now realize that I logged on for the social aspect of the game. I mean, who doesn’t want to feel that they matter? That your skills and knowledge are of actual use? This reason is as valid as if it were happening outside the game. I do miss the friends I made there though, and I fear that I will eventually lose them as I probably won’t come back to the game in a very long while. So I find myself wandering the internet these days, pondering about what I should do to replace WoW. I’ve come up with nothing good yet.

Hopefully things will improve, with myself, and with my relationship to Marte, having now quit the game. It’s difficult, but I’ve hope that things will turn around for the best.