Remember When...
So I haven't really updated in a while. Life has finally got in the way. I have to do well this semester so I've been getting myself on a schedule to get my things done, then Wednesday of last week I got a call from my dad saying that my Grandma had a stroke. I think in that moment, I truely thought I was dreaming. Then he said he didn't know if she was going to be okay. I decided that night with the help of some friends that I was going home. I needed to see her. It was becoming more and more apparent after the next night of her having a stroke, that she wasn't going to make it. I can't picture life without her. The holidays... going to their house... it's just really hard. SHe's been there ever since i was like born. I don't know life without her. And she was doing so much better... she was walking and getting around and she was so happy... then she went into a coma and didn't wake up...
I went home Thursday and saw her...but i couldn't look at her. She died Friday. We told my grandpa, and he just broke down. I started crying. I hate to see him in pain. He told me that he was scared...and that she was his best friend. He doesn't remember life without her. 62 years of being married and now hes all alone. I don't want to deal with it. I'm going back on Thursday. The viewing is Thursday and the funeral is Friday... I dont want to go but i do...
I can't think about it anymore...
I'm out.
- J
I went home Thursday and saw her...but i couldn't look at her. She died Friday. We told my grandpa, and he just broke down. I started crying. I hate to see him in pain. He told me that he was scared...and that she was his best friend. He doesn't remember life without her. 62 years of being married and now hes all alone. I don't want to deal with it. I'm going back on Thursday. The viewing is Thursday and the funeral is Friday... I dont want to go but i do...
I can't think about it anymore...
I'm out.
- J