Not a happy entry.

I found out today that my grandpap is dying. He’s not expected to make it to Christmas. He’s been so sick for so long now, it’s hard for me to be really sad about it. I mean, I’m not happy by any means. But it’s his time. He’s suffered enough. It may make me seem cold, but I’m really not. I’ve known it’s been coming for awhile now, I’m accepting of it. I just want him to have peace.