Just because I know it will happen, does not make it hurt any less.
Last Thursday, my Grandfather, that has lived with me for the past nearly 3 years, passed away.
Growing up, to say he was a pain in the butt at times, was an understatement.
He was hard on all of his kids, and hardest on my cousin(whom I consider to be his 4th child)... because... that's the crazy way he showed love(Structure, I suppose?).
BUT also, he taught me a hell of a lot about any thing mechanical.
And I know, that in his own way, he loved his children, grand children, and great grand children.
This has been a hell of a lot harder on me, than I thought it would be.
In the past months, it has been a physical and emotional strain taking care of him.... and I was grumpy about it even... but only for a short while... but somehow, in a grown up way, it clicked, his time was short... and... I was thankful for the time I had left with him... even in such conditions.
I have some comfort in knowing his past few years, he has been very well taken care of(The best you can, with some one so damn stubborn and strong willed).... and that, even with his bickering... he was happiest when he was home. He was happy when he could talk to his dog Charlie, and happiest when we had visitors... especially the female kind. HE LOVED when my rollergirl friends visited... he would follow them around the house flirting with them... it was the cutest thing to see.
http://www.mundenfuneralhome.net/obits/obituary.php?id=116643
Growing up, to say he was a pain in the butt at times, was an understatement.
He was hard on all of his kids, and hardest on my cousin(whom I consider to be his 4th child)... because... that's the crazy way he showed love(Structure, I suppose?).
BUT also, he taught me a hell of a lot about any thing mechanical.
And I know, that in his own way, he loved his children, grand children, and great grand children.
This has been a hell of a lot harder on me, than I thought it would be.
In the past months, it has been a physical and emotional strain taking care of him.... and I was grumpy about it even... but only for a short while... but somehow, in a grown up way, it clicked, his time was short... and... I was thankful for the time I had left with him... even in such conditions.
I have some comfort in knowing his past few years, he has been very well taken care of(The best you can, with some one so damn stubborn and strong willed).... and that, even with his bickering... he was happiest when he was home. He was happy when he could talk to his dog Charlie, and happiest when we had visitors... especially the female kind. HE LOVED when my rollergirl friends visited... he would follow them around the house flirting with them... it was the cutest thing to see.
http://www.mundenfuneralhome.net/obits/obituary.php?id=116643