RIP grandpa

So, my grandpa died this morning. It’s sad… it was a matter of time though, and we all knew it was coming, even though that doesn’t make it any easier. So, funeral is Tuesday I think. Prayer service Monday night. I was suppose to work Monday and Tuesday but took them off for grievence. Poulas is driving here today from Ohio. I’m glad he’s coming, but it kind of surprised me. I know it shouldn’t, but it did. After I got off the phone with him I started bawling. I doubted for awhile there that he didn’t care about me and my family (which my family had taken him in and treated him like he was part of my family)… but he just showed that he really does care, even if he doesn’t show it very much. My brother and sister-in-law are flying in tomorrow. At least they were able to get it off… I’m excited to see them, but wish it was under better circumstances.

My grandma is doing ok. I think she will be ok. I know it’s going to be hard, but us family have surrounded her with love and support. I’m proud of my family right now for once. We are all mostly getting along, and we are supporting my grandma. That’s more than I could ask for from my family. I’m going to head back over there in a minute (they live across the street).

My fear is that my grandma will give up on life now that her husband is gone. It’s hard seeing her cry and sit by his side even in his death and rub his hand and tell him she loves him. I hope to find a love like that… that will sit with me even in death and still love me. They have been together a long time.

So, things are going to be difficult here for awhile. Whom ever is reading this, go tell your family you love them. You never know when that chance will be gone.

I love you all

Alissa