It's been three years this april since my grandpa passed away and it's still raw. He was like a father to me - though my dad didn't distance himself until later in my life, he worked so much that he was barely an influence on my young life.
More than anything I wish that I knew what actually happened to my grandfather's ashes, so like Kanairu is doing here, I could visit and find peace. I've lost contact with my grandmother since he died. :/
"Tell me just one more story, gramps" is something I said to him a lot. He used to love to tell stories and I loved to listen, and bedtime was often delayed. I'd like just one more. Just the one.
More than anything I wish that I knew what actually happened to my grandfather's ashes, so like Kanairu is doing here, I could visit and find peace. I've lost contact with my grandmother since he died. :/
"Tell me just one more story, gramps" is something I said to him a lot. He used to love to tell stories and I loved to listen, and bedtime was often delayed. I'd like just one more. Just the one.
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Thank you so much <3 you have no idea how much that comment made me smile, even if I may have cried a little too :')
I've been having an emotional time of it lately and I just keep thinking of all the things he's missed. He never saw me turn 16 or finish school with a B in maths (I have a learning disability with numbers and he tutored me in maths for years) or how much my art's improved, etc. We always had such a special bond and I never expected him to die. Even when he got cancer I went into denial because he was such a fighter, I could never imagine him dying. Even when he had a heart attack and they gave him 24 hours to live, he came around and was walking within three days. He lived for another six months and the first thing he said when he woke up from the semi-coma was "where's Kay?" because he'd heard me crying in his sleep and I'd just left to get some air.
I miss him so much but I know at least he's not in pain anymore.
I've been having an emotional time of it lately and I just keep thinking of all the things he's missed. He never saw me turn 16 or finish school with a B in maths (I have a learning disability with numbers and he tutored me in maths for years) or how much my art's improved, etc. We always had such a special bond and I never expected him to die. Even when he got cancer I went into denial because he was such a fighter, I could never imagine him dying. Even when he had a heart attack and they gave him 24 hours to live, he came around and was walking within three days. He lived for another six months and the first thing he said when he woke up from the semi-coma was "where's Kay?" because he'd heard me crying in his sleep and I'd just left to get some air.
I miss him so much but I know at least he's not in pain anymore.
This is a very touching piece and it reminds me of my grandmother. I would sit there for hours, brushing and playing with her hair as she told me things about her when she was growing up and how she met grandpa (he passed away while my mom was pregnant with me, I'm told I have his brown eyes). Very touching <3
Aha I remember when I was little I put drag queen makeup on him and he played along with it. I still have the photo of him pulling a silly face in queen makeup <3
I know so much about his childhood/early adulthood but I really want just that one last story, you know? Just for closure.
Thank you and I'm sorry to hear about your grandparents :c they leave a hole in your heart <3
I know so much about his childhood/early adulthood but I really want just that one last story, you know? Just for closure.
Thank you and I'm sorry to hear about your grandparents :c they leave a hole in your heart <3
A love lost is not always a love forgotten. Love lives on forever as long as you remember it was there. <3
And those sound like great times! I am glad that you had someone special in your life like that, And I do know what you mean, there are times I just want to have my grandma back and just have a few more moments with her. I have an empty bottle of perfume that was hers, and she would wear it on her wrists. It still smells like the perfume, and I have it with me at all times. <3
I am sorry to hear about your loss as well.
And those sound like great times! I am glad that you had someone special in your life like that, And I do know what you mean, there are times I just want to have my grandma back and just have a few more moments with her. I have an empty bottle of perfume that was hers, and she would wear it on her wrists. It still smells like the perfume, and I have it with me at all times. <3
I am sorry to hear about your loss as well.
I've got my grandpa's old armchair. It really doesn't fit with my mother's sofas but I don't care... Grandmother was gonna throw it out and I couldn't let her. As he got older he kinda migrated to that chair more and more and it's in nearly all of my memories of him.
I sit in it every day for a cup of tea and it's the closest thing I have to sitting with him again, 'cause I used to sit on the arm of it when he told stories. <3
I sit in it every day for a cup of tea and it's the closest thing I have to sitting with him again, 'cause I used to sit on the arm of it when he told stories. <3
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