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My father's father died tonight. i guess he could be considered my grandfather. i didn't really know him that well. but it still hurts a little bit. i guess all deaths do. i think that any death just reminds me of the loss of my dad. and how i can never get over the pain.
when i was 15, i had just lost about 20 pounds. i was finally starting to look good. or so i thought.
so i went to my aunt and uncle's house with my family and my grandfather was there. i went into the room and said hello to him and his exact words to me were "wow you look like you don't miss a meal."
i went into the other room and cried. my father yelled at his father.
that's all i can really remember of my grandfather. isn't that horrible??
oh well. i'm sure there are worse things. i just know that i miss my dad so incredibly much. it makes me to sad everytime i think about him. which is all the time.
ugh. i can't write in this thing right now. i really don't feel like pouring even more of my feelings out.
when i was 15, i had just lost about 20 pounds. i was finally starting to look good. or so i thought.
so i went to my aunt and uncle's house with my family and my grandfather was there. i went into the room and said hello to him and his exact words to me were "wow you look like you don't miss a meal."
i went into the other room and cried. my father yelled at his father.
that's all i can really remember of my grandfather. isn't that horrible??
oh well. i'm sure there are worse things. i just know that i miss my dad so incredibly much. it makes me to sad everytime i think about him. which is all the time.
ugh. i can't write in this thing right now. i really don't feel like pouring even more of my feelings out.