Dec 03, 2007 13:28
So, by saying that my grandfather's got less than five years left, they really meant "one to three months." My deddy was the one who called and told me, and he was all upset and crying (it's my mother's father who's dying, by the way). He and his side of the family are rather well suited for being the bearers of bad news.
He asked how much longer I have school. They're going to want me to go down there. Maybe I'm selfish or something, but I don't think I can take it. I'd rather remember him like he used to be.
I haven't been overwhelmingly upset about it because deep down I saw it coming.
I just worry about my granny.