today is a day that for some time i have known was coming, and one that i have tried to prepare myself for...but nothing (and i mean nothing) really prepared me for the phonecall i got this evening...
my granda died today...at 97 years, 9 months and a spattering of days he died...following a big stroke on friday which he survived, he passed away this afternoon (this morning in the uk)...less than 24 hours after my dad got there...
i'm sad i can't be there to give my dad and my grandma a hug, i'm sad i won't be there for his funeral, i'm sad knowing that he's no longer here, and i'm sad wondering how my grandma is going to cope...
i am thankful though that he waited til my dad got there so in some ways they have said goodbye - albeit probably not like they had intended, but nonetheless, they got to say goodbye...
so to you granda goodbye and may you now rest in peace - you will be remembered and missed by many - you helped many a person create meaning in their life and the world was a better place for having had you in it...
xx
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