Well I was able to avoid it yesterday since we were busy and I have a nasty sinus cold, but there is really no getting around it.
Yesterday was the 1 year anniversary of my Grandpa's death. I can remember the day perfectly. I had slept terribly the whole night before and I woke up early and was surfing on MySpace. I saw a post from my sister Becki and my brother Michael. Michael was recounting how he'd been with my Grandfather when he'd passed, and Becki posted about going to see his body in the hospital. That's how I found out, and that was a good way. I was able to read it without getting tied up with the emotions ahead of time, like I would have if my Mom had called. I felt at peace for him but, and the same thing that still gets me today, is thinking of my Grandpa's strong body, his hands, his eyes, everything being cold and lifeless. Even now it strikes me as particularly horrid... the physical changes of his death.
I really miss him. It still seems so unfair and probably always will. I'd trade in a lot of things for him to be back here with us.
Here is the video I made for his memorial. You know, I haven't been able to watch it since his service and I can't now. Its still too painful.
My Grandpa
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