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Life is so damn short and sometimes I forget. Sometimes I forget that people are not immortal and that one day they have to go.
Today my mom called and she said that my stepdad's grandfather died.
It's funny, I felt bad for my stepdad, something I have felt only one or twice for him, I mean, I don't like him and i don't like what he's done but today i felt bad for him, i want him to be happy and so I called him to check how he was doing, his grandpa was very important to him. He said he was ok, he said that it was best for his grandpa to die, he had been in bed for way too long and couldn't do anything by himself anymore and he was blind, everybody had to do everything for him and that wasn't good. He said that he was calm since he had gone to Cuba to say goodbye to him last year, it was already expected that he was going to die. At least he didn't die alone in a hospital or something like that, he died with his family next to him.
I met his grandfather and he was such a noble person, he was so sweet and nice, one of the few people in that family that I actually liked. I feel bad saying it but it's true, most of them think they are so amazing and that the world should do everything for them, that the world lives for them. But not Paco, that was his name, he cared a lot, he was always calm, interesting. I wish I could have got to know him better but I was to busy playing with the rest of the kids, last time i saw him I was 11, haven't been back to visit anybody in Cuba, I want to go...
I don't know...I guess I'm happy, now that he's resting and doesn't have stay in bed without moving or doing anything...it was for the best.
Today my mom called and she said that my stepdad's grandfather died.
It's funny, I felt bad for my stepdad, something I have felt only one or twice for him, I mean, I don't like him and i don't like what he's done but today i felt bad for him, i want him to be happy and so I called him to check how he was doing, his grandpa was very important to him. He said he was ok, he said that it was best for his grandpa to die, he had been in bed for way too long and couldn't do anything by himself anymore and he was blind, everybody had to do everything for him and that wasn't good. He said that he was calm since he had gone to Cuba to say goodbye to him last year, it was already expected that he was going to die. At least he didn't die alone in a hospital or something like that, he died with his family next to him.
I met his grandfather and he was such a noble person, he was so sweet and nice, one of the few people in that family that I actually liked. I feel bad saying it but it's true, most of them think they are so amazing and that the world should do everything for them, that the world lives for them. But not Paco, that was his name, he cared a lot, he was always calm, interesting. I wish I could have got to know him better but I was to busy playing with the rest of the kids, last time i saw him I was 11, haven't been back to visit anybody in Cuba, I want to go...
I don't know...I guess I'm happy, now that he's resting and doesn't have stay in bed without moving or doing anything...it was for the best.