I'm Not A Lot, But You Can Have All Of Me
its amazing how quickly one's life can be taken from them. ive encountered more death in the last two weeks than i would have liked. it almost brings me back to my childhood, late nights visiting the hospital for the better portion of a few years. i am, however, glad that for these people, it wasnt as drawn out and painful. but who am i to say if it was painless or not.
my grandfather was only in his late 60s. early 70s, maybe. last year he was doing fine. he just coughed a lot more than normal people. about 2 or 3 months ago he was put on oxygen full time because he was having more troubles breathing. he never went to the hospital though, so i guess it didnt seem that urgent of a problem. and, in about the past 2 weeks, his health deteriorated as quick as a patch of mold forms on a rotten peach left out too long. its an odd sensation to watch somebody go from decent health to death in a matter of weeks. its almost surreal. the only comfort that i can really find in the matter is that he can actually breathe now without coughing every 30 seconds. im not even positive what it was exactly that killed him. i just know it had to do with his heart and his lungs, and it was because he was a smoker. i guess the same thing happened to peter jennings. its just weird that my grandpa died from smoking, and ive never seen him smoke once in my life. i guess this just shows that everything we do has consequences in the end, and that we will have to pay them regardless. however, it also should trigger a part of our brain to say, we only live once, enjoy every minute of it, because in a matter of days or even seconds, your life could change dramatically and even end. enjoy the days you have here, there or wherever.
i hope that in whatever i do, where ever my grandpa, and my great grandma are, if they can see me, or not, i hope i can lead a life they would be proud of.
heres to the hope of a better future, with the memories of the past
<3 Jaems
my grandfather was only in his late 60s. early 70s, maybe. last year he was doing fine. he just coughed a lot more than normal people. about 2 or 3 months ago he was put on oxygen full time because he was having more troubles breathing. he never went to the hospital though, so i guess it didnt seem that urgent of a problem. and, in about the past 2 weeks, his health deteriorated as quick as a patch of mold forms on a rotten peach left out too long. its an odd sensation to watch somebody go from decent health to death in a matter of weeks. its almost surreal. the only comfort that i can really find in the matter is that he can actually breathe now without coughing every 30 seconds. im not even positive what it was exactly that killed him. i just know it had to do with his heart and his lungs, and it was because he was a smoker. i guess the same thing happened to peter jennings. its just weird that my grandpa died from smoking, and ive never seen him smoke once in my life. i guess this just shows that everything we do has consequences in the end, and that we will have to pay them regardless. however, it also should trigger a part of our brain to say, we only live once, enjoy every minute of it, because in a matter of days or even seconds, your life could change dramatically and even end. enjoy the days you have here, there or wherever.
i hope that in whatever i do, where ever my grandpa, and my great grandma are, if they can see me, or not, i hope i can lead a life they would be proud of.
heres to the hope of a better future, with the memories of the past
<3 Jaems