Not OK

Well my grandpa has a matter of days left and it’s starting to hit me more. I finally cried for the first time this morning. Granted I know we were not close but he is my grandpa. I have not gone a day without thinking about my grandpa since I talked to him on the phone. His palms are blue, he’s been reaching out and saying "it’s time to go" I guess he went downhill the day after my dad came. I can’t picture my grandpa this way… it’s hard cause the last time I saw him he was teaching karate and doing just fine so it’s hard to picture him with no hair and out of it.  Tomorrow is his birthday and he will be 60 I hope he makes it

Currently listening to: "HOW TO SAVE A LIFE"-The Fray