Grandpa
So this Sunday is exactly 1 year since grandpa passed away......
This is just been such a hard week for me...greg being gone....grandpas 1 year anniversary.......sorry my entries havent been more "me" lately...everything is just so blah right now.
I went back and read the entry from the day grandpa passed away it, seems like yesterday..I remember getting the call in the morning..my dad telling us..the entire day, like it was yesterday.
I want to thank all of you who have given me your support over the past year, past week. Alot of you know that my grandpa is/was a huge huge part of my ENTIRE life..from the day I was born until the day he passed. I talked to him everyother day..saw him 2 or 3 times a week when I would go see him at lunch. Though I am surrounded by people who love me, there is a huge hole in my heart. The first xmas, thanksgiving, birthday without him was hard, but we got through it as a family and we will all get through his 1 year anniversary.
I so dread that day. I havent been to the cemetary to see him yet. I refuse to go to his house. There isnt a day that goes by that I dont think about him..as weird as it may sound..ive talked to him at night and driving home from work.
Sunday will come and pass and I'll spend the entire day thinking about him. My mom and aunt are going to Olive Garden to get his favorite soup and visit his grave.
He never saw my first house..he wont see me walk down the isle...Anyway.....Next week will be more up-beat, I promise
This is just been such a hard week for me...greg being gone....grandpas 1 year anniversary.......sorry my entries havent been more "me" lately...everything is just so blah right now.
I went back and read the entry from the day grandpa passed away it, seems like yesterday..I remember getting the call in the morning..my dad telling us..the entire day, like it was yesterday.
I want to thank all of you who have given me your support over the past year, past week. Alot of you know that my grandpa is/was a huge huge part of my ENTIRE life..from the day I was born until the day he passed. I talked to him everyother day..saw him 2 or 3 times a week when I would go see him at lunch. Though I am surrounded by people who love me, there is a huge hole in my heart. The first xmas, thanksgiving, birthday without him was hard, but we got through it as a family and we will all get through his 1 year anniversary.
I so dread that day. I havent been to the cemetary to see him yet. I refuse to go to his house. There isnt a day that goes by that I dont think about him..as weird as it may sound..ive talked to him at night and driving home from work.
Sunday will come and pass and I'll spend the entire day thinking about him. My mom and aunt are going to Olive Garden to get his favorite soup and visit his grave.
He never saw my first house..he wont see me walk down the isle...Anyway.....Next week will be more up-beat, I promise