This installment of the Lunar Scorpion Corner is in honor of my paternal grandfather, who was born 101 years ago today but unfortunately died nearly 30 years ago.
That I know anything at all about unconditional love is in large part thanks to this wonderful man, a Pisces born with Moon in Scorpio (as well as Jupiter in Scorpio). He was a GP doctor, undoubtedly one with immense healing abilities given his Sun-Moon combination.
As far as I know, Grandpa was the only other member of my family with a Scorpio Moon. Perhaps it is the sort of placement that skips a generation? All I know was our shared Moon sign gave us a very special emotional connection.
I am truly fortunate to have had him for the first 12 years of my life. I still remember his gentleness, his humor, and the walks we took on Lido Beach, where my grandparents had a summer place. He always seemed happy to see me, whatever we did.
Lunar Scorpions often have tumultuous love lives; in my grandfather's case, he was married to a harsh, heartless woman for over 40 years. I am half convinced that he would've lived a much longer life if it hadn't been for my EG (evil granny). Then again, I would not be here had he married someone else...or perhaps I would, but in a vastly different package. Right after he died, EG informed me that he was the one who wanted to visit my little sister and me on Sundays, not her; it was only because of his insistence that they were in our lives (as well as the lives of our parents).
Thus I found myself at the tender age of 11 3/4 having this very guilt-inducing thought for the first (but far from last) time: "Why couldn't Grandpa have lived, and Granny have died instead?"
When I lived within walking distance of Brooklyn Heights, I would walk down Henry Street, where he was born, and pay silent tribute to this man. I am definitely a better person for having known him. Thanks, Grandpa.