Bad News
So I recieved some bad news this evening. I think this may be it. My grandpa Stan has been in and out of the hospital for the last couple of months now, and he just went in again the other day. My dad said he had pnemonia again, but he should be fine. My dad just called and said when he walked in the room to see him and he didnt even recognize him, he said he reminded him of how his mom looked right before she died. and he said my grandpa said it was ok if he didnt make it this time, because he is tired of going through this. My dad said he was ok with it as long as my grandpa was. But I know that isn't true. My grandpa Stan is probably one of the most incredible people there is. He is unbelievably smart, brave, and loving. and he may be a grouch but we all understand that is just the way he is. He would do anything for me, even tho I am not a biological grandchild, he never treated me as anything less than part of the Fisher family. He has been there for me through everything, even tho I dont deserve it at times. I never go and see him, or call him, but he still loves me. I dont know whether to go see him or not. I dont want him to think I am coming to see him cause I think he is dying, I want him to know that I really do love him and appreciate everything he has ever done for me. I hope he will change his mind and find something to live for. I just dont know what to do.
I love you big stan