My grandad died last night. I don't know any details yet because dad was too upset on the phone. I know Grandad had no life and was really sick and I knew this was going to happen, just not this soon.
Having gone through something similar, I know how much this must be hurting you. If there's anything I can do (even though we live so far apart) let me know.
I'm so sorry. It's so hard, even if you're expecting it. *hugs* Sending my momma's patented "good thoughts" to you and your family. Mom's good thoughts always help, somehow...
Thank you. We used to be close. We lived in the same street when I was a kid, then when James and I moved in together it was to a house three doors from them, so we spent a lot of time together.
The last few years he's been so sick that we lost that closeness to some extent. But we still went to see him often and I know he loved us all.
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