Courage is just fear that has a sense of faith.
That was probably one of the hardest things I've been through in a long time. Harder than the breakup and harder than my last, very stressful, week of college.
My mom's dad, my grandfather "Big Ted," is in the hospital again. This time with an infection. I just got to my parent's house from seeing him in the hospital and he doesn't look good. I know this is all part of growing up, but it is so hard to watch my mom's parents get older. They have been such an important part of my life. I've said this before, and I'll say it again: my grandmother is my hero. Hands down. She is such an amazing, wonderful person. And I've got some big shoes to fill because I want to be just like her when I grow up. She raised six amazing kids and has been the matriarch of a loving family. And my grandfather is also amazing in his own right. He's been such a strong, outstanding member of the community and I hate that he can't do those activities any more. Seeing my grandparents suffer from all the ailments of old age just tears me up inside.
So the short of it all is please keep my grandfather and my family in your thoughts and prayers. You know I'm not an overly religious person, but I know that God or whatever greater power is out there knows what is best in this situation. I don't want my grandfather to suffer, but I'm not ready to let him go.
On a lighter note, my mother has discovered where I got the "poo" sound I made when I sleep from. My grandfather does it. I'm glad I inherited something from him. I got that from him, and my random singing/whistling/noise making from my grandmother.
My mom's dad, my grandfather "Big Ted," is in the hospital again. This time with an infection. I just got to my parent's house from seeing him in the hospital and he doesn't look good. I know this is all part of growing up, but it is so hard to watch my mom's parents get older. They have been such an important part of my life. I've said this before, and I'll say it again: my grandmother is my hero. Hands down. She is such an amazing, wonderful person. And I've got some big shoes to fill because I want to be just like her when I grow up. She raised six amazing kids and has been the matriarch of a loving family. And my grandfather is also amazing in his own right. He's been such a strong, outstanding member of the community and I hate that he can't do those activities any more. Seeing my grandparents suffer from all the ailments of old age just tears me up inside.
So the short of it all is please keep my grandfather and my family in your thoughts and prayers. You know I'm not an overly religious person, but I know that God or whatever greater power is out there knows what is best in this situation. I don't want my grandfather to suffer, but I'm not ready to let him go.
On a lighter note, my mother has discovered where I got the "poo" sound I made when I sleep from. My grandfather does it. I'm glad I inherited something from him. I got that from him, and my random singing/whistling/noise making from my grandmother.