I uh... I used to have dreams about my dad dying, before he passed away. It was a supermarket and he tried to get a can of vegetables from a tower of cans and all the cans fell on him and there was nothing I can do. It kind of sounds funny, doesn't it? I mean cans! Cans don't kill people, people kill people... and I guess heart attacks also kill people, but that's not the point...
I don't really have a point... on anything that has to do with death. My deepest sympathies. You grandfather isn't gone and neither is my dad. They are still, you know, a part of us. Inside our lungs or something... maybe our spleens. Thank you for sharing your thoughts, they will never be something to squander.
Thanks for sharing that part of yourself. Things have to be real hard right now, and it must have been really hard to write, and I think it was pretty gutsy of you to do so. Things will get better for yourself, as they will for the whole lot of us as time passes. Right now, I'm at one of my worst points in college, and to a larger extent in my life, and its pretty much completely internal. But I do have faith that it will pass. I never really knew three of my grandparents that passed away and the one I have left is in India, and there's not much between us at all, and after my grandfather's death she has lost a good deal of her sweetness without him to anchor her. I guess that while it is really painful, you also have all of these great fond memories of him. And I think eventually, that's all you'll have. This sorrow will fade into the tiniest pang of "my life would be better with him here, but I can go on without him also, and my life can still be good." My heart goes out to you and your family. -Vishu
My grandfather had alzheimer's too. He passed away last year, and I'd barely gotten the chance to really know him. A lot of times I would look at his oil paintings or poetry and just marvel at the man he used to be. Watching someone empty like...it shouldn't happen, and the world is an unfair place to allow it to happen. Hugs your way, man. Things will pull through.
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I don't really have a point... on anything that has to do with death. My deepest sympathies. You grandfather isn't gone and neither is my dad. They are still, you know, a part of us. Inside our lungs or something... maybe our spleens. Thank you for sharing your thoughts, they will never be something to squander.
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-Vishu
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giant hugs..
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