Saying Good bye is Hard Enough

29 days after my Grandfather died, my Grandmother passed away. That is what keeps going through my head. I think it was hard enough when my Grampie passed away that when Grammie passed it hit me hard. When I came back to work I remember talking about how I wanted to go visit and spend time with Grammie during my spring break knowing what I knew when we left Utah the first time how she wasn't acting herself, and needed a watchful eye on her most of the time. I knew that her time was some what limited and I wanted to spend time with her while I could. I guess the problem was that it had happened to soon. Everyone at work had been saying that it seems she died of a broken heart, and it does seem that is what happened. I am happy that she and him are reunited once more, but me being the selfish person I am, I still wish at least one of them was here. What more could I ask for? Just one day. I loved both of them very much, and can't believe they are now both gone. It brings me tears even now. But I guess that is what my mom meant when she said at my grandfathers funeral, "you're only crying and sad because you loved him so much" and I guess she is right about this one as well, I loved and still do love my both grandparents very much. Someone at work had told me that it takes about a year to get over it all. Pass all the holidays, the birthdays, knowing that there won't be that phone call or someone on the other end of the phone. It will just be that reality hitting us, making it seem even more real. They were special times that I got to spend with them since we didn't live in the same state. Time was always cherished and now that it is gone I wish there was more of it. Love you guys so much. Wish that there was one more day I could spend with you, one last game of cards, one last wink or smile. Just to know. Miss you guys and I don't want to let go. Love you ♥

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