004: Week of Hell
Monday:
I woke up to my cell phone ringing at 6:50 am to Little Things which is the ringtone for my family. I knew right then that if it was ringing at 6:50 then it was about my grandfather. At 6:38 Am monday he had passed away, if any of you know me then you know he has been pretty sick since Mayish or so. I called my house and talked to my dad by 11 or so I was with my other grandparents and Brother on my way home. I wanted to be with my family and not at school. I needed my familys comfort. At 6 or so my aunt came over and now granted i had fallen back asleep at like 5ish or so and she started talking to me about how i needed something to wear to the funeral and wake and so on. So we decided we would go shopping on tuesday and get everything i needed.
Tuesday:
I want shopping to get all the stuff i needed for the funeral and wake as well as my aunt taking me out to lunch.
Wednesday:
Woke up at the crack ass of dawn so that i could drive down to VA as well as stop at Haverford College to pick up my cousin Jessica. The whole ride we pretty much slept down all 4 of us were emotionally exhausted. We got there around 3ish and we all go showered and ready. At some nice home cooked southern food (the best food you will ever taste). At 7ish or so i guess we drove over to the funeral home and we stayed there until about 9. When we all the grankids got in and looked at the coffin we all walked right out because we could not bare to see that. There was so much crying but I couldn't actually go up to his coffin and talk or tell him goodbye. It didn't even look like my grandaddy. I got to see my uncle Ken, Aunt diane and cousin sam who I havent seen since i was a freshman in high school as well as my cousin Amy who I also hadn't seen since then. Towards the end My Uncle Ken (Cali Uncle) put a medal that he had got in the airforce on my granddaddy to have him buried with. He started crying as he was telling us all why he chose that medal for grandad to have. After the wake we went back to grandmas and then us girls got sent to sleep over at my aunt or cousins or whatevers house where we learned to not Knit but the other thing that starts with a Crogette (sp) and watch anchorman. We all slept in the same room and fell asleep pretty early because we were all so tired. All the grandkids pretty much signed the book with our nicknames from grandaddy, I signed it Brittany earl.
Thursday:
Sambo(uncle/cousin whatever he is) woke us girls up by screaming to get us up. His wife and himself had made us a nice breakfast and after we all hate we went back to grandma's to get to the funeral. At about 10:50 or so we walked up the street to the church where the funeral was and i was fine until it actually started and then i broke down into hysterics. I could see the tears dropping from my eyes. It was so sad seeing my grandma, mom, and uncles crying which broke my heart and then next to me is my youngest cousin crying just as bad as me and that broke my heart. My brothers and cousin Jess crying the only one who didn't was erin but she watched him the whole time he was sick because she lived with him. After we left the church my dad and aunt diane made us laugh on the way to the cemetary and then when we got there I lost it all over again and was in hysterics again. Especcially when we dropped the rose down into his buriel place. We all cryed all over again and the worst thing that broke me was my mom was hugging my dads mom and goes "Thats my daddy in there" and that killed seeing my mom the way she is and how she is going to be for the next few weeks. She was daddy's little girl and it was the hardest thing watching her and my uncles both breakdown the way they did. After the cemetary we all went back to my grandmas for some more nice home cooked southern food and hung out with the family until i left at 4 to come home.
My grandaddy was a wonderful man, he always made each one of us feel special and he never made anyone feel left out or that he loved one less then the other. He had a scent that you loved to smell on him and you knew he was around whenever he was around. I remember going down to his house in myrtle beach and him taking me to the Grand Prix and to the beach. I remember going to his house in Thomasville and Erin dropping things off the deck and going Uhoh. I remember how happy he was when we were in California all of us for my grandparents 50th Anniversy. I remember sitting in his little work shack watching him build bird houses and most of all I remember everytime we left his house He always said "I love you, See you soon. Ya'll come back now ya hear."
The only thing that matters to me right now is to make him proud which means to do well in school. I hope I find a man who is half the man my grandad was.
I love you grandpa.. You will always be in my heart. 2/28/05
RIP grandpa Tyree Sidney Johnson
I'm off now
Oh and on a happy note:
Friday 3/11: Sugarcult and Hawthorne heighs with Angie
3/17-3/20: Disney
3/22: NFG
Brittany
I woke up to my cell phone ringing at 6:50 am to Little Things which is the ringtone for my family. I knew right then that if it was ringing at 6:50 then it was about my grandfather. At 6:38 Am monday he had passed away, if any of you know me then you know he has been pretty sick since Mayish or so. I called my house and talked to my dad by 11 or so I was with my other grandparents and Brother on my way home. I wanted to be with my family and not at school. I needed my familys comfort. At 6 or so my aunt came over and now granted i had fallen back asleep at like 5ish or so and she started talking to me about how i needed something to wear to the funeral and wake and so on. So we decided we would go shopping on tuesday and get everything i needed.
Tuesday:
I want shopping to get all the stuff i needed for the funeral and wake as well as my aunt taking me out to lunch.
Wednesday:
Woke up at the crack ass of dawn so that i could drive down to VA as well as stop at Haverford College to pick up my cousin Jessica. The whole ride we pretty much slept down all 4 of us were emotionally exhausted. We got there around 3ish and we all go showered and ready. At some nice home cooked southern food (the best food you will ever taste). At 7ish or so i guess we drove over to the funeral home and we stayed there until about 9. When we all the grankids got in and looked at the coffin we all walked right out because we could not bare to see that. There was so much crying but I couldn't actually go up to his coffin and talk or tell him goodbye. It didn't even look like my grandaddy. I got to see my uncle Ken, Aunt diane and cousin sam who I havent seen since i was a freshman in high school as well as my cousin Amy who I also hadn't seen since then. Towards the end My Uncle Ken (Cali Uncle) put a medal that he had got in the airforce on my granddaddy to have him buried with. He started crying as he was telling us all why he chose that medal for grandad to have. After the wake we went back to grandmas and then us girls got sent to sleep over at my aunt or cousins or whatevers house where we learned to not Knit but the other thing that starts with a Crogette (sp) and watch anchorman. We all slept in the same room and fell asleep pretty early because we were all so tired. All the grandkids pretty much signed the book with our nicknames from grandaddy, I signed it Brittany earl.
Thursday:
Sambo(uncle/cousin whatever he is) woke us girls up by screaming to get us up. His wife and himself had made us a nice breakfast and after we all hate we went back to grandma's to get to the funeral. At about 10:50 or so we walked up the street to the church where the funeral was and i was fine until it actually started and then i broke down into hysterics. I could see the tears dropping from my eyes. It was so sad seeing my grandma, mom, and uncles crying which broke my heart and then next to me is my youngest cousin crying just as bad as me and that broke my heart. My brothers and cousin Jess crying the only one who didn't was erin but she watched him the whole time he was sick because she lived with him. After we left the church my dad and aunt diane made us laugh on the way to the cemetary and then when we got there I lost it all over again and was in hysterics again. Especcially when we dropped the rose down into his buriel place. We all cryed all over again and the worst thing that broke me was my mom was hugging my dads mom and goes "Thats my daddy in there" and that killed seeing my mom the way she is and how she is going to be for the next few weeks. She was daddy's little girl and it was the hardest thing watching her and my uncles both breakdown the way they did. After the cemetary we all went back to my grandmas for some more nice home cooked southern food and hung out with the family until i left at 4 to come home.
My grandaddy was a wonderful man, he always made each one of us feel special and he never made anyone feel left out or that he loved one less then the other. He had a scent that you loved to smell on him and you knew he was around whenever he was around. I remember going down to his house in myrtle beach and him taking me to the Grand Prix and to the beach. I remember going to his house in Thomasville and Erin dropping things off the deck and going Uhoh. I remember how happy he was when we were in California all of us for my grandparents 50th Anniversy. I remember sitting in his little work shack watching him build bird houses and most of all I remember everytime we left his house He always said "I love you, See you soon. Ya'll come back now ya hear."
The only thing that matters to me right now is to make him proud which means to do well in school. I hope I find a man who is half the man my grandad was.
I love you grandpa.. You will always be in my heart. 2/28/05
RIP grandpa Tyree Sidney Johnson
I'm off now
Oh and on a happy note:
Friday 3/11: Sugarcult and Hawthorne heighs with Angie
3/17-3/20: Disney
3/22: NFG
Brittany