I rarely write about myself in blogs, it's a lot of trouble I guess.. However today I'll make an exception.
My grandfather passed away today, about an hour ago.
He was 88, he got sick on Friday (I thought it was a simple stomach ache and didn't call the hospital right away) and Saturday we called an ambulance.
I was raised by my grandparents, both the same age.
I always knew they would die some day, and I always thought I was ready for it. I was wrong.
I've had friends die and other relatives die, and I didn't feel much, I expected I would be the same this time, but it's not.
I wanted my grandparents to be proud of me, so I always hoped they live until that day. I'm religious so I pray so that they live just 5 more years. Maybe because he died before I managed that, or maybe because I am not as cold and uncaring as I originally thought, but this is quite painful.
Since I was expecting him to return home, I even bought him something on the way home, perhaps I've been too hopeful and optimistic about it all this time.
My grandfather passed away today, about an hour ago.
He was 88, he got sick on Friday (I thought it was a simple stomach ache and didn't call the hospital right away) and Saturday we called an ambulance.
I was raised by my grandparents, both the same age.
I always knew they would die some day, and I always thought I was ready for it. I was wrong.
I've had friends die and other relatives die, and I didn't feel much, I expected I would be the same this time, but it's not.
I wanted my grandparents to be proud of me, so I always hoped they live until that day. I'm religious so I pray so that they live just 5 more years. Maybe because he died before I managed that, or maybe because I am not as cold and uncaring as I originally thought, but this is quite painful.
Since I was expecting him to return home, I even bought him something on the way home, perhaps I've been too hopeful and optimistic about it all this time.
