My grandma
I haven't updated in awhile. I acknowledge this. I've had good reasons.
To start, last night around 2:30 am or so, my grandma died. I was on the way to see her, per phone call by my parents, but I got there about 20 minutes too late.
I had visited her earlier that day, until about 9 pm or so, but then I left. I figured it was ok. I honestly did not foresee this happening this soon. In my optimistic denial, I figured she had weeks left, even months.
I walked into the room at 2:30, 100% expecting to see her the same way she was when I left...but instead saw a pale, lifeless, stiff woman with my mom hunched over her crying. It's an image that I don't think will ever leave my memory.
For those that didn't know her, she lived with my parents. So that meant that I saw her all the time. She wasn't just a faraway relative, she was a constant in my life...someone that was around since I was born. She battled surgeries, strokes, and even cancer...and then got taken by such a little thing (pneumonia) and some breathing problems.
I don't say these things to invoke pity or sympathy, but just to make aware. As much as I hurt inside, the pain must be indeterminable amounts more for my mom, who I try to make feel better but don't even want to try and imagine what it feels like.
The service will be Monday morning. Only a couple of you knew her, but I'm just putting it out there. I will be delivering the eulogy...which is a completely new and utterly bizarre thing for me.
I don't want this to be a completely down post---so I'll end with some other things.
I got a callback for the Orlando Repertory theatre, which is good. I auditioned Monday (the day my grandma went into the hospital) and am going to callback in July. So that's good.
I've been home since last week, and the times I've had so far have been fun. I've been out alot (my way of dealing with what was going on) and I thank everyone I hung out with for the good times.
More to come later. I think that's it for now. Say a prayer for my mom (and my grandma) if you will. Even if you don't believe...I'd appreciate it.
Love, Adam
To start, last night around 2:30 am or so, my grandma died. I was on the way to see her, per phone call by my parents, but I got there about 20 minutes too late.
I had visited her earlier that day, until about 9 pm or so, but then I left. I figured it was ok. I honestly did not foresee this happening this soon. In my optimistic denial, I figured she had weeks left, even months.
I walked into the room at 2:30, 100% expecting to see her the same way she was when I left...but instead saw a pale, lifeless, stiff woman with my mom hunched over her crying. It's an image that I don't think will ever leave my memory.
For those that didn't know her, she lived with my parents. So that meant that I saw her all the time. She wasn't just a faraway relative, she was a constant in my life...someone that was around since I was born. She battled surgeries, strokes, and even cancer...and then got taken by such a little thing (pneumonia) and some breathing problems.
I don't say these things to invoke pity or sympathy, but just to make aware. As much as I hurt inside, the pain must be indeterminable amounts more for my mom, who I try to make feel better but don't even want to try and imagine what it feels like.
The service will be Monday morning. Only a couple of you knew her, but I'm just putting it out there. I will be delivering the eulogy...which is a completely new and utterly bizarre thing for me.
I don't want this to be a completely down post---so I'll end with some other things.
I got a callback for the Orlando Repertory theatre, which is good. I auditioned Monday (the day my grandma went into the hospital) and am going to callback in July. So that's good.
I've been home since last week, and the times I've had so far have been fun. I've been out alot (my way of dealing with what was going on) and I thank everyone I hung out with for the good times.
More to come later. I think that's it for now. Say a prayer for my mom (and my grandma) if you will. Even if you don't believe...I'd appreciate it.
Love, Adam