FYI

[bookofmirrors]

My grandfather (the last of my grandparents) died tonight. It was more or less expected. He'd beaten cancer several times, including a surgery to remove colon cancer a week or so ago. He survived that, too, at age 97, and then finally succombed to kidney failure, which had kinda been coming on for a while. He was sharp as a tack at 97, and enjoyed flirting with the nurses who gave him his (usually monthly) blood transfusions.

He died pretty quietly, really, after some tough times. At that point, he'd had enough morphine that he wasn't in pain, and he slipped pretty quickly from coma to death.

I'd been feeling since about a year after my grandmother died that he was ready to move on, but he kept fighting, as evidenced by choosing to have a potentially fatal surgery to get rid of his most current bout of cancer. I'm not sure if that means I'm full of shit, or he was just being cantankerous. Anyway, being "prepared" for him to die for years now, and being an advocate of whatever soul purpose he had in living, dying, or anything in between, never, of course, really prepares you for when it happens. I'll miss him a great deal, and I worry about the effect of his death on my family, especially my father.

Anyway, obviously this means I'll be gone for several days, up to Indiana, land of no internet access to speak of. If you are the energy-sending type, please help me stay safe on my drive up there. I don't want to fly, for some reason, and my parents aren't really fond of my husband lately, for precisely the issues that have been discussed recently here. I hate not having him with me, but, in the end, wanting him there is purely selfish. He'd be uncomfortable, and, most importantly, my family would be. They don't need that right now. Also, to my family, for strength - not the stiff upper lip kind of strength, but the truth and peace in one's self kind.

Until then.

Comments

[simplysakka.livejournal.com]

My heartfelt condolences. I remember the passing of my grandfather. It was very, VERY difficult, particularly on my father.

Please be safe on your drive north.

[virtualmel.livejournal.com]

*hugs* I'm very sorry for your loss.
Will pray for strength for you and your family tonight.

[isarma.livejournal.com]

I'm so sorry for your loss, sweetie. It sounds like he had a very full life; we should all be so lucky...97. Awesome.

[spy-isis.livejournal.com]

~hugs~ Have a safe journey hon. My condolences to you and your family.

[triest.livejournal.com]

HUGS! Lots of energy!

[arielrose.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry to hear about that :(
I'm glad he lived a long life, but it's still never easy when someone we care for dies. I hope your dad will get through this without too much lingering sadness and that you'll all come through stronger than ever.

[always-a-storm.livejournal.com]

so much love...

[sugared-redhead.livejournal.com]

*hugs* I'll keep you in my thoughts.

[ydnic.livejournal.com]

Very sorry to hear all that, and sorry for your loss. Transitional times are tough on families anyway and it sounds like yours is adding extra stress. Light and love to you on your journey.

[savage-rose.livejournal.com]

Oh! I'm so sorry. :(

::big hugs::

[dv8dgrrl.livejournal.com]

I am sorry to read about your grandfather. Hugs and love to you.

[(Anonymous)]

Oh K'La, I'm so sorry. I'm just reading about this tonight. I understand trying to be there for your family. I cooked some food tonight and took it over to my parents' house to kind of help them out where momma wouldn't have to cook or go out and get something. I will pray for you and your family. I pray for you and your immediate family anyway every night, including Serge. I don't know if that's his real name or not. Well, I know that yall will miss your grandfather, but I'm sure it's comforting to know that he's not still in pain like he was and that he's with your grandmother. Knowing that my grandmother is not in such agony now is a blessing for sure. We wanted her here with us, but it was selfish in a way to want her to go on like she was. I know she's with the Lord now and with my granddaddy. She was a sweet Christian woman. She would give you the clothes off her back if you needed them. She was that humble and kind and she also loved the Lord and taught me and my cousins about Him from the time we were babies. She wasn't perfect, but she did reflect the life of Jesus in her life most of the time. She would swear sometimes, but she was kind loving to everyone and would put herself out for others; and she didn't talk about others even though she may not have agreed with what they did. She always told me that I should love the person, but I didn't have to love their ways. I could go on and on about this woman. She was like a second momma to me and I love her so much. I feel a since of relief knowing that she's with our Lord and that she's not in this life of torture that we have to sometimes go through here on Earth thanks to Satan's lies. I pray that your family will see that Glen is a good person and that I'm sure he's going to do right by you. I know he loves you and wants to do better at getting a job and such. I know he's not doing this on purpose. I could see that Glen was not the kind of person that would do something to be spiteful or to loafer off on someone on purpose. Yall continue to lift one another up and not tear down. I hate that he couldn't go with you to see your family for the passing of your grandfather. I guess it probably was for the best, but he is your husband and you need each other during this time. I would think that your parents would have felt better with him coming along because that would have shown he was being strong and supportive, but I guess you just don't know what to do when it's a situation like this. I would hope that your parents are wanting him to be that way and that they want yall to work things out instead of just giving up on it. Well, I will go. If you would like to talk or something sometime, let me know. I don't have free long distance, but my husband does get some free time on his work phone and I could use it for a little bit. I still have something I want to send you, but I haven't gotten my buttoomas to the post office yet. I will try to get it to you soon. I need to find something to put it in. Well, God Bless.

Lucy

[chimerawinds.livejournal.com]

Ryan and I both remember when my grandfather passed on. He passed in his sleep at home and my mom found him when she went downstairs to get him for dinner. Ryan never got a chance to meet him. kinkerbelle met him once just the Sunday before when we had family dinner at my mom's house. Ryan and I just started going out. The last conversation we had was how happy he was that I was dating someone and he joked that I finally found myself a good Irish boy. On that next Tuesday, he was gone. I will always remember that last conversation, and how we used to watch baseball together. We used to do crosswords together and go shopping together. I wish Ryan had gotten to know such a charismatic man. My thoughts are with you. Blessings, hon

[always-a-storm.livejournal.com]

Thinking about you...