The Memory Of The Man I Loved Most;

Inspires Me To Be His Legacy


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Grandparents are like relics. Ancient artifacts that tell a story about a time before our own. They have experienced life in a different climate. They know more about the past than we do and have better foresight of the future. They are better at interpreting the energies and are great at giving insights.

They are self-aware and usually calm and humble. Their temperament is a skill we should all aim to master. Their patience and love for the simpler things in life are character traits acquired through many lessons learned. Their tenured wisdom is a stepping stone and building block to the next stage of evolution.

I am aware that not all grandparents are the same. I am also aware they all have not had the same experiences or the same life. Yet, there is something they all have in common, their age. Time. Many years of revolving around the sun. After many years they, have acquired an advantageous vantage point, of seeing the world and the human race for what it is.

If you have a grandparent/grandparents that are still alive, that has nurtured and loved you and your parents, you are what I would call lucky. You are blessed. I encourage you to love them, give back some of the time and nurture that they passed on to you. Have conversations with them. Ask them as many questions as they can answer, and take notes.

They are guides and roadmaps on the journey of life. They have already made many sacrifices so that we could conserve our energy and be wiser about our life choices. Treat them with honor and respect. Treat them like they’re precious and a limited edition. They are valuable and are worth more than their weight in gold

My grandfather, may his soul soar eternally, was and remains my main source of inspiration. My grandfather, Mr. Mateniah Thomas, was my best friend, my first love, and the first example of masculine energy in my life. My dad was my dad, ye he was there but he wasn’t as intriguing to me as the old man with all the stories. The freakishly strong, for no apparent reason, old man that adored my mother and spoke in riddles. Always reading books with no pictures. He was a strange fellow. He walked with a cane even though he didn’t need it. He whistle so effortlessly and would…



Jodian Marie Thomas, MS, Bsc, Asc

Research Coordinator and Experimental Physicist. My love for reading, communicating, sharing thoughts, ideas, advice and little ‘picker-upers’ brought me here.