Where do we go now Gido?

This is my first blog written jointly with my grandsons, Dustin and Demetrius. This first sentence took 20 minutes (last night) to complete.

The reason why it was taking so long was because my 6 year old grandson wanted to help write the blog. He kept saying "where do we go now Gido? How do you spell that? Where is the n key"? I had to quit after the first sentence (last night) because I was getting annoyed and losing patience with the speed of which this entry was being processed. My feelings entered into anger. Then I felt terrible. I am supposed to be enjoying my time with family. But instead I am getting annoyed because they want to help. What is wrong with this picture. I had the night to think about it, and my annoyance and anger are coming from the monster. I am deathly afraid of it and I have to come to terms that I may not be around to see them grow up. This is not fun stuff for me and I realize it is not supposed to be fun. Acceptance doesn't mean I have to like having the monster.

So "where do we go now Gido"? I will think about this and let you know later today or tomorrow.

Got to go and walk my friend Max.

Gido