About 3 weeks ago, my grandfather's side of the family threw together a family reunion. I usually avoid these at all costs, but for some reason when my mom asked me to go I said 'yes' with no hesitation. She thanked me, and said that it was good I was going, especially for my grandfather's sake. I ended up working that morning, and when I came home they'd left me no number or directions. While I was waiting for them to come home I got a strange feeling that I'd just missed one of my last opportunities to see my grandpa before I moved to Seattle at the end of the year. Last night I came home to find a note on my door letting me know my grandpa passed away early yesterday. My grandma found him in his car in the driveway; they said it was a heart attack or a stroke. This whole thing's fucked me up soooooo bad that I've been crying off and on all day. Even at work. I could've gone down and seen him any day I had off these past couple weeks, but I didn't because I was too busy fucking off and now I never will.........
oh I'm sorry to hear that chaos. hey my advice would be not to dwell on what you would've wished to happen or anything. But I don't know if you're looking for any, so ignore that if you aren't. Anyway, that's really too bad, its so rough when we lose people
i guess we have too hold on to our loved 1's as much as we can.wish i had something more uplifting to say but i don't.keep ur head high
Aww, I'm so sorry to hear about your Grandad! *hug* Strange kinda circumstances must make it even worst. A really harsh lesson about listening to your instincts I feel. Hope you start to feel better soon. xxx
don't blame youself for not being there, it's not as if you knew he was going to die as long as you still remeber he was a good man he will be graetfull for it. Peace
