It's been a week and three days since he died, and I still can't get used to it. The world just feels wrong without my Grandpa in it: off-kilter, and strange. The strangest part is that I seem to be the only one feeling this way. My aunts, uncles, and cousins all think I'm strange for being so affected, but I don't understand how they've all ( Read more... )

I can't bring myself to call people out of the blue yet, but today when someone asked me how my grandpa was doing I realised that I have to just start dealing with it ( Read more... )

He fell. Again. So he's back in the hospital, again.

I suppose it is pretty dire if he's only been home from the hospital for 8 days in the last 50.

Grandpa is out of the hospital. Apparently, now that I can no longer see him because he's at home and his visits are being regulated by my aunt and uncle, he is "weak, but okay." Then I overheard them saying he'd already fainted at least once since he's been home. BUT, I'm not allowed to see him because that would be too much stress ( Read more... )

I haven't done this in months because I got sick of people telling me what to do for my wedding, and at the time, the biggest thing on my mind was wedding plans/thoughts/worries, etc ( Read more... )

I'm not doing any more work today. Fuck it.

Also, I miss Jem.

I have had this livejournal for 10 years.

Mother of god.

Only the dress left, as of Friday afternoon, and I won't even bother to shop for that until I get a few paycheques in from the new jaerb.

Which I am still nervous about, by the way.

So it's been two days, and I have already booked our reception venue and food. I have also booked the photographer, the flowers, a musician for the ceremony, a DJ, and the "cake" through friends and family - all for free.

I am a motherfucking rockstar.

Only the ceremony venue, our honeymoon cabin, and the dress and suit left.

Just give me until

I am stressed out ( Read more... )