Family members that pass away
My grandpa passed away this morning. Its amazing how with certain people that pass it hits in such a different way. I was very close with my grand parents, more so then really anyone in my entire family. Growing up it was just me and my mom and we lived there when I was real little. Eventually my mom got married and we moved to our house that they are still in but on the weekends my mom worked I spent the weekend at my grand parents house. From when I was about 4 until 10 or 11 or so I spent every summer there and grew to have friends in that area and obviously and home. My grand parents bought me my 1st well actually second car because my first one was a POS to say the least. I went for a visit there and without asking they cut me a $3,000 check and said go get a safe and reliable car. I tried to pay them each payday and they said just keep it you need it more then we do. There are so many other stories I could tell about how they were so great to me and they huge impact they have had in my life but none will really do it justice.
My grandma passed away back in 2003 and to be honest that was the hardest thing I have ever dealt with. My grandma and I were very close. Years ago I worked for cell one and they gave us a hour long lunch break. So everyday I worked I drove to my grand parents house and every single day she would have a grilled cheese sandwich, chocolate milk and some cookies sitting there waiting for me. When I moved out to lakeside with a bunch of friends and I'd go visit a few times a week every time I went there there would be 3-4 paper bags full of food and snacks. The love from a grandma and grandpa is never ending and with good or bad times they are always there for you.
Now with both of them gone the empty void is incredible. Not on a dependent side but that regular always knowing they are there and always will be feeling. Sucks so bad I can't even describe it.
One thing the doctor said just yesterday as we were getting to the point of hospice care and discussing where to go next. The way he put it couldn't be more right. It's all about the quality of life and time we spend with him, not the quantity of time. He was to the point of not eating, sleeping all the time, constant pain, fighting for each breath. That is no way to live.
I miss them both so much, but towards the end of both of their deaths it hurt that much more to see them like that and in my mind knowing they are at peace and are together now makes me feel more at ease.
Thanks for the space to let me vent, the shock hasn't really hit me with full force yet but I almost hope it doesn't. Remembering all the great moments turns me into a big mess. For you all with grandparents still alive, take advantage of every moment.
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