Well I don’t know if anyone noticed that I didn’t post anything yesterday or not but my great-grandfather died yesterday morning. He was 85 years old and a WW2 vet. He was married to my grandma for a little over 65 years. That is along time. But they were so good together, they took care of each other no matter what. You don’t see love like that anymore. When things get hard most people give up. It is just so hard, he is one of those people that was so strong that I never thought I would have to be with out him. I also know that he was suffering and it was time. Actually he was here about 1 year longer than we thought he would.
There were so many times that I had prepared myself for his passing and he would get better, and be fine. It has gone on like this for a couple of years. It was really hard to see. I know that he is in a better place depending on what you believe, but at least he is not gasping for air and suffering with all of the pain he was dealing with. I should have known that this was coming because they just put him in a care home considering that my great-grandmother could not care for him alone anymore. Well it was not her choice hospice basically told her that was what they were doing and she had better adjust. I cannot even begin to imagine what that must have felt like for her. They were married for over 65 years and never spent time away from one another. (Except for the war) That is an extremely difficult thing to understand. I do not know what to do with my self now when my husband is away. I cannot even begin to imagine what I would do with out him for the rest of my life. I am really afraid that I am going to loose her now that he is gone.
Have you ever thought that you had absolutely too much on your plate at once? My husband is starting his new business venture, I am trying to potty train my 3 year old, I am 8 months pregnant, our financial status is in the shitter, and now I just lost my grandfather that basically raised me. People keep telling me how sorry they are for me. I don’t want to be felt sorry for I just want to feel like I can make forward progress somewhere in my life.
I guess I just have a lot of miss placed anger towards a lot of people at the moment. I don’t really even know why I am angry I just don’t think I know how to cope any other way. I tried crying but that just made everything I was feeling worse. I tried ignoring it, and that didn’t work so I am just at a total loss for words on how to express what I am feeling. To tell the truth I don’t even really know how I am feeling.
One of the things that is the hardest is that he made us all promise that we would NOT have a service, celebration of life, or anything related to that. So he is going to be cremated and his final resting place will be in Portland, Oregon at the Willamette National Cemetery. That is where they put veterans here in Oregon.
I just hope that this pain won’t last forever and someday I will be able to move on from what I am feeling right now. I know that day will come I just wish that I had some idea of when.
I am sure that this post is more than you wanted to know about me and my family I just didn’t know where else I could vent with out hurting anyone’s feelings, and I have been told that when grieving that putting what you are feeling in writing it helps you to let go of them. So here’s hoping that it works. Thanks for reading if you actually made it all the way to the end through my ramblings.
