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The past week or two haven't been to good on an emotional aspect. I found out nearly two weeks ago that my grandpa had a tumor on his brain. He went into surgery (it was supposed to be rutine) last friday and it turns out the cancer has basically swallowed his brain, the doctors say he has less than a year left in him. I just feel so horrible, i feel sad myself A) because i never really had close relationship with my grandpa until recent years, and i have come to realize that my grandpa is an amazing man and i love him so much! B) i am so worried about my mom and her feelings. See my mom has a very close relationship with her dad because when she was 11 her mom died of breast cancer, she lived with only her dad her siblings and a NANNY for almost 4 years. She is just so close with her dad and it hurts me to see her so devastated.
It is just so depressing, but wait....it gets worse. This morning i was on my way to school and i see a dog lying dead at the side of the road and i say to kevin Higginbotham ...."that's sad, someone lost their dog" and he said something along the lines of "I wonder whose it is" After school i take brent home like usual and come back to my house, i step in the door and my dad says, kevin come in here (his bedroom) i have some bad news to tell you....Immediately i thought *Oh my god, my grandpa died today* Already with a lump of cry building within my throat, my dad says, Ruth got hit by a car this morning, she's dead! I didn't even know how to react....i still don't know how i should feel, but every time i think of it the image of that first glance i took of my own dead dog at the side of the road this morning haunts me.
I am sorry worried for my mom, she has had so much trouble with the whole dad thing, and on top of that our beloved Ruth dies.
Sorry for the sad story.....
It is just so depressing, but wait....it gets worse. This morning i was on my way to school and i see a dog lying dead at the side of the road and i say to kevin Higginbotham ...."that's sad, someone lost their dog" and he said something along the lines of "I wonder whose it is" After school i take brent home like usual and come back to my house, i step in the door and my dad says, kevin come in here (his bedroom) i have some bad news to tell you....Immediately i thought *Oh my god, my grandpa died today* Already with a lump of cry building within my throat, my dad says, Ruth got hit by a car this morning, she's dead! I didn't even know how to react....i still don't know how i should feel, but every time i think of it the image of that first glance i took of my own dead dog at the side of the road this morning haunts me.
I am sorry worried for my mom, she has had so much trouble with the whole dad thing, and on top of that our beloved Ruth dies.
Sorry for the sad story.....