not fun...
I got a phone call that my grandma died this morning... it was the first time i've cried in a long time. The funeral isn't until NEXT Saturday... what the fuck are we supposed to do until then? This death thing is not cool... and I can't stand the thought that this is only the begining, and that everyone is going to die, and that it's inevitable that we're going to lose more people, and that it's going to be this hard all over again... It's a sick joke, I tell you, it really is...
What's even worse is that we have no idea what happens when you die. We can believe what ever we want, but this is one thing that no one will ever know for sure. I like to think she's watching after me still, I'd like to think she's in a better place, but the truth is that these are just thoughts. We like to assume that something supernatural happens when you die, but that's hard for me to swallow. One thing we know for sure is that grandma died peacefully in her sleep... after suffering for way too long, she's not anymore. I'm thankful for that.
Strangly enough, she died a few days after my cousin Pete and his wife Jenn had their baby, George. A little bittersweet that the whole family will meet George for the first time at her funeral.
What's even worse is that we have no idea what happens when you die. We can believe what ever we want, but this is one thing that no one will ever know for sure. I like to think she's watching after me still, I'd like to think she's in a better place, but the truth is that these are just thoughts. We like to assume that something supernatural happens when you die, but that's hard for me to swallow. One thing we know for sure is that grandma died peacefully in her sleep... after suffering for way too long, she's not anymore. I'm thankful for that.
Strangly enough, she died a few days after my cousin Pete and his wife Jenn had their baby, George. A little bittersweet that the whole family will meet George for the first time at her funeral.