There is much to be said, and I dont think I will have time to say it all....
I have been busy.... very very busy. I wake up at 5:45 and work my ass of all day. All i want to do when i get home is eat, get lucky, and then go to sleep. A few weeks ago my Grandfather passed away... I handled it well until the funeral when it all sank in. I was called a few minutes after he passed and I made it to the nursing home before they took his body, so I feel that I truly got to say goodbye.... but that doesnt make it easier. My Grandmother, my poor Grandmother... she is heartbroken. Grandpa was 90 years old, and they had been married for over 60 years.... that is really & truly spending your life with someone. At the funeral... after saying our final goodbyes before we closed the casket and the church mass would begin... she cried for a while with my uncles and my mom hugging her. I was behind her and hadnt quite lost it... yet. She turned as they closed the casket and looked in a daze... never have I seen my Grandmother with that look on her face... then... she vomited. All over the floor... all over her... My little 84 year old grandmother... It was just too much for her. I knew at that point this funeral was going to be hard. All of my relatives were there... I have a very tight knit family and extended family... and I was the first one to go up at read... I did well... went fast... and glanced at my grandma as I walked back to my seat... she didnt smile, but I could see a slight smile in her eyes.
The next day, after the funeral, my sister in Dallas had her baby girl. With death comes life... amusing how life gives and takes from us everyday. I will head up to Dallas this weekend to hold my neice. I am more exited then anyone could realize.... maybe its because I am wanting another child... yup its getting to be that time. But dont worry you wont have to endure pregnant belly pictures of me anytime soon... No one has stepped up to that plate... yet.
more soon... love you guys.
I have been busy.... very very busy. I wake up at 5:45 and work my ass of all day. All i want to do when i get home is eat, get lucky, and then go to sleep. A few weeks ago my Grandfather passed away... I handled it well until the funeral when it all sank in. I was called a few minutes after he passed and I made it to the nursing home before they took his body, so I feel that I truly got to say goodbye.... but that doesnt make it easier. My Grandmother, my poor Grandmother... she is heartbroken. Grandpa was 90 years old, and they had been married for over 60 years.... that is really & truly spending your life with someone. At the funeral... after saying our final goodbyes before we closed the casket and the church mass would begin... she cried for a while with my uncles and my mom hugging her. I was behind her and hadnt quite lost it... yet. She turned as they closed the casket and looked in a daze... never have I seen my Grandmother with that look on her face... then... she vomited. All over the floor... all over her... My little 84 year old grandmother... It was just too much for her. I knew at that point this funeral was going to be hard. All of my relatives were there... I have a very tight knit family and extended family... and I was the first one to go up at read... I did well... went fast... and glanced at my grandma as I walked back to my seat... she didnt smile, but I could see a slight smile in her eyes.
The next day, after the funeral, my sister in Dallas had her baby girl. With death comes life... amusing how life gives and takes from us everyday. I will head up to Dallas this weekend to hold my neice. I am more exited then anyone could realize.... maybe its because I am wanting another child... yup its getting to be that time. But dont worry you wont have to endure pregnant belly pictures of me anytime soon... No one has stepped up to that plate... yet.
more soon... love you guys.
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Have a great time with the new niece. I'm sure you would not have to much trouble finding someone willing to step up the the plate.