M.K
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Life Update =/
So I just need to get this off my chest because it’s really bugging me.
My mom just got home from New York to see my grandpa (I call him Pop) because they’re pretty sure he’s not going to live for much longer. There is alot of fluid building up in his body because his liver is breaking down and it’s going downhill fast. Doctors say 1-3 years, but my family is assured it’s shorter.
So, he’s pretty much been the ONLY “functional” grandparent in my life, and he’s the only one left alive.
Mom’s Mom = Died when I was VERY young (1 or 2)
Dad’s Dad = Died in 2001 from Colon Cancer.
Dad’s Mom = Died in the last couple of years, but this is a complicated one. When my DAD was 12, his mom developed a brain tumor and, to remove it, they also removed like….half of her entire brain. So really, she wasn’t all “alright” after that, so…I didn’t really like her, she was really moody and bipolar and schizophrenic. She went pretty much completely amnesic from Alzeheimers and died quietly a couple years back.
So, this definitely means alot to me. I mean, the guy who was pretty much my only “tie” to a farther generation is now about to pass.
But that’s not really what gets me, you know?
Every Christmas since I was born, my Pop has sent me a collection of coins that he ordered from the mint every year. They were the standard penny, quarter, nickle, and dime, and then some REALLY amazing coins like some gold dollars and stuff (don’t really know haha) but I really liked them.
And…well, that’s the part that gets me. My mom just brought home my Xmas present (he “forgot” to send them) and it was, lo and behold, another set of coins.
…..probably the last I’m ever going to receive.
….and that’s….oh man, that’s really hard hitting. I mean, I never really appreciated them until now. They are such a wonderful memento that I’ll always hold dear to my heart, and to think that it’s….not going to happen anymore.
That really sucks =/ But I can’t cry about it, physically. I don’t know why I’m not….”cry worthy” sad about it. I love him to death, but honestly, he wasn’t a HUGE part of my life. I can only remember a handful of times seeing him (doesn’t live in the same state) and of those times, he was so nice.
So, I guess not to elongate this to a point of no return, I’ll just end with…please always hold your family members close. I’m so lucky to be blessed with a wonderful family, and I’m so glad that these coins, however meager and stupid it may seem, will always remind me of how awesome my Pop is.
=)
Life Update =/
So I just need to get this off my chest because it’s really bugging me.
My mom just got home from New York to see my grandpa (I call him Pop) because they’re pretty sure he’s not going to live for much longer. There is alot of fluid building up in his body because his liver is breaking down and it’s going downhill fast. Doctors say 1-3 years, but my family is assured it’s shorter.
So, he’s pretty much been the ONLY “functional” grandparent in my life, and he’s the only one left alive.
Mom’s Mom = Died when I was VERY young (1 or 2)
Dad’s Dad = Died in 2001 from Colon Cancer.
Dad’s Mom = Died in the last couple of years, but this is a complicated one. When my DAD was 12, his mom developed a brain tumor and, to remove it, they also removed like….half of her entire brain. So really, she wasn’t all “alright” after that, so…I didn’t really like her, she was really moody and bipolar and schizophrenic. She went pretty much completely amnesic from Alzeheimers and died quietly a couple years back.
So, this definitely means alot to me. I mean, the guy who was pretty much my only “tie” to a farther generation is now about to pass.
But that’s not really what gets me, you know?
Every Christmas since I was born, my Pop has sent me a collection of coins that he ordered from the mint every year. They were the standard penny, quarter, nickle, and dime, and then some REALLY amazing coins like some gold dollars and stuff (don’t really know haha) but I really liked them.
And…well, that’s the part that gets me. My mom just brought home my Xmas present (he “forgot” to send them) and it was, lo and behold, another set of coins.
…..probably the last I’m ever going to receive.
….and that’s….oh man, that’s really hard hitting. I mean, I never really appreciated them until now. They are such a wonderful memento that I’ll always hold dear to my heart, and to think that it’s….not going to happen anymore.
That really sucks =/ But I can’t cry about it, physically. I don’t know why I’m not….”cry worthy” sad about it. I love him to death, but honestly, he wasn’t a HUGE part of my life. I can only remember a handful of times seeing him (doesn’t live in the same state) and of those times, he was so nice.
So, I guess not to elongate this to a point of no return, I’ll just end with…please always hold your family members close. I’m so lucky to be blessed with a wonderful family, and I’m so glad that these coins, however meager and stupid it may seem, will always remind me of how awesome my Pop is.
=)