i cant put into words how this week has been so far. tomorrow night i have to stand in a room for four hours and watch people walk through and say goodbye to the strongest man i have ever known. then thursday i have to say my final goodbyes to him. i guess in some way ive been preparing myself for this.. all summer whenever anything went even slightly downhill i would tell myself to just breathe and that he can pull through this.. hes already beat everything else life threw at him. nd yet you still kinda sat and told yourself "okay.. things are bad. you need to hope for the best but prepare for the worst" well since ive been in college ive been thinking things are going good.. until this past week. when i last saw him.. i knew he wasnt that good. when my parents didnt call my back saturday night i knew something wasnt right. waking up sunday morning at 8 am to my dad saying he wasnt doing good.. i knew i had basically no time left and then my mom calling me back and hour later to tell me it was too late.. yeah. nothing else i can say. my grandfather is the strongest guy i ever met. he literally pulled through everything. i always thought of him as superman. seriously to me he was superman. ive never seen someone pull through some of the things he has. everyone always assumed this was just another lifes struggle he was going to overcome. but i guess we were wrong. he didnt pull through this one. he believed in me. he always pushed me to succeed. like honestly hes one of the main reasons im in college right now. he always told me he believed i could pull through anything. he knew i would do great things in life.. i would succeed in my dreams. even when i didnt think i would he did. i cried on sunday.. but being at college helped a little.. my friends kept me busy enough that i didnt have the time to stop and think and cry. but when i got home today.. it hit me harder. like seeing my grandmother cry .. that sucked. seeing my mom cry.. that was even worse. tomorrows my moms anniversary and she has to spend it at her fathers viewing. she showed me this picture of her on her wedding day and its her and pappy.. and idk. i dont know how my mom is doing this. i dont get how shes doing this.. i dont get how ryans doing this. ive never seen my brother cry but im pretty sure im going to in the next two days.. i just hate this .. you can never prepare yourself enough for something like this.. and i .. i just dont know. i dont know how to handel this. i dont know how to deal with this at all.. i said goodbye to people before.. but this is more personal.. hes the only grandfather i ever knew. i never met my other one.. he pushed me in life so much. i was there all summer. i really believed he would pull through. i dont know how to do this.. tomorrow is going to take more strength then i think i have in me.. </3 rest in peace pappy. your always in my heart and i love you forever |