Had to deal with the death of someone close to me.

I mean, I was super close to my great grandfather, but I was only 5 when he passed, so I don't really remember much sadness and such. I just remember wondering why everyone was crying so much. I couldn't figure it out. Maybe because I didn't realize he was gone, or maybe because I knew he was in a much better place. Either way, it didn't really hit me hard.

But today, my great grandmother passed away. And I haven't cried yet, but I know at the funeral I'm going to cry so much I'm sure my tear ducts will dry up. I don't think it's really hit me yet. It's just so much to try and take in. I'm just glad that she lived long enough to see my son walk and talk, to play with him, and to see my husband and I make up after so long and finally get married. She lived a long, happy 86 years, and I'm happy for that, I'm just sad that she's gone.

You never realize that the people you love can really leave you. But when it happens, you finally realize it, and it makes you cherish everyone and every moment so much more.

I'm not sure when the funeral is yet, but my grandmother and grandfather are going to make arrangements tomorrow morning. I'm formulating a plan on a memorial tattoo right this very minute. And although I don't believe in god and such, I will always carry my great grandfather on my left arm, and my great grandmother on my right, my two guardian angels.

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