Some Thoughts on Life, Death, and iPod Batteries (Inspired by my Grandfather)

I had a lot on my mind earlier tonight so I went for a run down to Carkeek Park. As I sat there on the beach watching the sun set on the water I thought about my grandfather and all he’s ever taught me. The calm of this moment was broken as my iPod beeped and the robotic voice whispered “low battery” into my earbuds. A few moments later, the music stopped and I stashed the iPod in my pocket for the uphill run through the woods back home.

I may be young and dumb, but at this point I am wise enough to know that everything in this world dies (even my iPod). I am also selfish enough to wish this wasn’t true. It may sound stupid, but that “low battery” moment at the beach illuminated the truth behind a thousand cliches from a thousand movies and a thousand bad poems — death is just a part of life. It will happen to all of us, and while dwelling on the end of life is no real way to live, keeping the reality of death in mind will spur each of us to live the most meaningful possible version of our lives. I think that’s what my Grandpa was trying to tell me today on the phone. Whether his fighting spirit carries him through this week or I have to say goodbye to him soon, I’ll never forget the lessons he has taught me. I will carry them with me for my entire life.

One of the greatest lessons I have learned from my grandfather is the importance of telling the people in your life how much you care about them. It may feel stupid to occasionally tell your friends and family that they’re important to you, but if you always speak honestly from deep within your soul, you’ll never be wrong. My grandfather is never afraid to tell a person how great they are and how much he loves them, and it is one of his most admirable traits. He never holds back the compliments, and he overflows with positivity. He is honestly one of the most caring and compassionate people I’ve ever met, and I want to live that legacy every single day. He radiates with love and his spirit brightens every room he enters. When I think about my future, I won’t care whether I someday make a lot of money or drive a fancy car back-and-forth between my mansion and my high-paying job, as long as I end up like him. I can only hope that once I learn to be a real man, I can then learn to be a great man. A man like my grandfather.

I guess this bring us to the “teachable moment,” if that is something that can even happen on a hardly-read blog on a Monday night. Tonight I discovered three important nuggets of valuable truth: Sunsets are Carkeek Park are absolutely beautiful, death is just a part of life, and sometimes cliches like “death is just a part of life” exist for a reason. This is one of those times.

Thank you for reading this. You didn’t have to and I appreciate it. If you can find the time, please send my wonderful grandfather your thoughts, prayers, and whatever other meditative-type good vibes you choose to generate. He has been making the world a better place his entire life and he could use the love.


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9 thoughts on “Some Thoughts on Life, Death, and iPod Batteries (Inspired by my Grandfather)

  1. gohuskies77 says:

    Roger is a great man. I would love to get together with your family and share stories. I got to do that with your mom on Britny’s birthday a few weeks ago. I was glad Ross and I got to visit them when we lived in California. We had a nice time over at their place and having lunch with them…

    • They’re wonderful people and my grandfather (as his personality would dictate) has fought on longer than any doctor ever gave him a chance to. He’s a strong man and I’m lucky to have him to look up to. Thanks for always reading the things I write, it is much appreciated!

  2. Auntie Dede says:

    Thank you Eliot for sharing your soul with us. Grandpa is so fortunate to have a grandchild as compassionate and loving as you. I am so proud to be your auntie.

  3. Sharon Gilbert says:

    What beautiful sentiment, Eliot! Your Grandpa is a very special person. We have enjoyed his loving friendship for over 30 years, I think. The good times–trips from Hawaii to Canada, dinner together, celebrations. . . .–and the challenges, as well–particulary related to his health. I won’t ever forget the call from the hospital when you were born. Through the joy, he shared tears, anticipating the surgeries that lay ahead for you. He’s always been SO proud of you. (The first one has a special place.) You are so fortunate to have had such a wonderful relationship with him AND the love of a closely knit family. The best way to reciprocate would be to emulate that in your own relationships — especially the one with his Savior. What a difference God made in his life! Thanks for sharing him with us!

  4. roberticus2 says:

    Why are we here? That’s another cliche, I suppose, but one worthy of answering, and I think you did that in this blog. I pray that I live my life in such a way that my loved ones are willing and able to make such comments about my life. We all should hope for that. Thanks for sharing.

  5. I like it when individuals get together and share
    ideas. Great site, stick with it!

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