Sadness.
My grandmother died on Tuesday morning. She was at home and died peacefully.
I am still very sad. I had hoped to see her before she died. I was told when she was taken to hospital that she may last another couple of weeks. It had happened before when I was aboard a ship. Back then it I was told it was a matter of days, so I signed off early and hurried home. She seemed pleased to see me when I got home then, and she was out of hospital a couple of days later. I had accepted a couple of jobs before I was told about her hospitalisation this time. I planned to head home to see her after I had finished them (only a few days), but I never got the chance. I wish I hadn’t made that choice. I live in a different city (about 650km away), so It had been a long time since I saw her last. I am sad now, but I know it really won’t hit me until the funeral.
My grandmother was a wonderful person. My dad said she was always pretty hard, but she loved us grandkids. She loved my grandfather too. Back in the 1950s, she pawned her rings and some dresses to help him set up his business (a business that is going well to this day). When he died in 1986, part of her died too. Since then, her decline was slow but steady. I remember one time I visited her, she didn’t know who I was. The last few times I saw her, she couldn’t speak, but she did remember me. I am glad that she isn’t suffering anymore, and I hope that somewhere she is with my grandfather now.
My heart also goes out to my ex. She lost her grandfather on the same day, less than a month after losing her grandmother. I cannot even imagine how she must be feeling. I just hope she will be ok.
I am still very sad. I had hoped to see her before she died. I was told when she was taken to hospital that she may last another couple of weeks. It had happened before when I was aboard a ship. Back then it I was told it was a matter of days, so I signed off early and hurried home. She seemed pleased to see me when I got home then, and she was out of hospital a couple of days later. I had accepted a couple of jobs before I was told about her hospitalisation this time. I planned to head home to see her after I had finished them (only a few days), but I never got the chance. I wish I hadn’t made that choice. I live in a different city (about 650km away), so It had been a long time since I saw her last. I am sad now, but I know it really won’t hit me until the funeral.
My grandmother was a wonderful person. My dad said she was always pretty hard, but she loved us grandkids. She loved my grandfather too. Back in the 1950s, she pawned her rings and some dresses to help him set up his business (a business that is going well to this day). When he died in 1986, part of her died too. Since then, her decline was slow but steady. I remember one time I visited her, she didn’t know who I was. The last few times I saw her, she couldn’t speak, but she did remember me. I am glad that she isn’t suffering anymore, and I hope that somewhere she is with my grandfather now.
My heart also goes out to my ex. She lost her grandfather on the same day, less than a month after losing her grandmother. I cannot even imagine how she must be feeling. I just hope she will be ok.