Kyrie Eleison
So on Saturday, my grandfather died. It was also my aunt's birthday.
*sigh*
He'd been out of the hospital for about 2 weeks and apparently on Thursday started running a high fever. On Friday, Mom got the news that they were putting him in hospice. Mom and Aunt both made a mad dash up there and arrived on Saturday morning only about half an hour before he passed. I got the call about an hour later.
He was a difficult man to love and if the last few days are anything to go by, he'll also be a difficult man to mourn. But overriding all of this is the great relief that he is free of the misery and suffering state that he's been in for the better part of the past 5 years. I try to let that relief ground me and keep me from focusing on the worst bits.
The funeral is going to be sometime the week after Easter, so kinda glad I didn't buy those flights for a planned visit later in April. We're just waiting to hear on the actual day of the memorial service so that I can make the necessary travel arrangements. Grateful that we can afford it, and a bit bummed that it meant cancelling our trip to Sweden to see shazzerlive.
And I'm also just in awe of my mom. I spoke to her yesterday as she was flying back to Tulsa and she sounded exhausted. My step-grandmother and my grandfather had made no plans whatsoever and so Mom spent the whole weekend running my step-grandmother and aunt around to make them after the fact. . .on a weekend (when nothing is open). I very much get the impression that she's been the glue holding everything together for the past few days. I just hope she manages to get some rest and time on her own these next few days.
So, yes. Major horrible no good very bad time.
*sigh*
He'd been out of the hospital for about 2 weeks and apparently on Thursday started running a high fever. On Friday, Mom got the news that they were putting him in hospice. Mom and Aunt both made a mad dash up there and arrived on Saturday morning only about half an hour before he passed. I got the call about an hour later.
He was a difficult man to love and if the last few days are anything to go by, he'll also be a difficult man to mourn. But overriding all of this is the great relief that he is free of the misery and suffering state that he's been in for the better part of the past 5 years. I try to let that relief ground me and keep me from focusing on the worst bits.
The funeral is going to be sometime the week after Easter, so kinda glad I didn't buy those flights for a planned visit later in April. We're just waiting to hear on the actual day of the memorial service so that I can make the necessary travel arrangements. Grateful that we can afford it, and a bit bummed that it meant cancelling our trip to Sweden to see shazzerlive.
And I'm also just in awe of my mom. I spoke to her yesterday as she was flying back to Tulsa and she sounded exhausted. My step-grandmother and my grandfather had made no plans whatsoever and so Mom spent the whole weekend running my step-grandmother and aunt around to make them after the fact. . .on a weekend (when nothing is open). I very much get the impression that she's been the glue holding everything together for the past few days. I just hope she manages to get some rest and time on her own these next few days.
So, yes. Major horrible no good very bad time.