Yesterday, something small happened that gave me a surprisingly warm feeling.
Someone bought me a coffee through Buy Me a Coffee.
That someone was my brother, Nicholas, in Vancouver.
Now, I know what you may be thinking: It is only a coffee.
Yes, it is.
But to me, it is also much more than a coffee.
When I started the Buy Me a Coffee button on Grandpa Journey, I never expected it to become an important source of income. In fact, money has never been the main reason I write this blog.
I write because I enjoy sharing my experiences.
I write about growing up after the war, my school days, my working years, Canada, family, retirement, getting older, learning AI, and all those little moments that make up a life.
Somebody reading my stories and deciding to buy me a coffee tells me something simple:
“Grandpa, I read your story. Keep going.”
That feels good.
And when that coffee comes from my own brother in Vancouver, it feels especially meaningful.
We may live far apart, but somehow a little coffee travelled across Canada and landed right here in Grandpa Journey. ☕🇨🇦
It reminded me again why I like the idea of Buy Me a Coffee.
The money is not essential to me.
The gesture is.
It is a little thumbs-up.
A little encouragement.
A little sign that someone appreciates the time and heart I put into these stories.
And I want to say something to everyone who has supported Grandpa Journey—whether by buying a coffee, reading a story, leaving a comment, sharing a post, or simply coming back to read another one:
Thank you.
You are helping me keep this little corner of the internet alive.
At 80+, I don't know how many more chapters I will write. But as long as I have stories to tell and someone willing to listen, I will keep writing.
And Nicholas, my brother in Vancouver—
thank you for the coffee.
It tasted especially good yesterday. ☕❤️
— David
Grandpa Journey — enjoying the journey, one story at a time.
