After a week spent lying in a hospital - and exactly one week since he was given two days to live - my grandpa passed on this morning in the presence of his immediate family.
Cancer took him away. I'd never imagine the power and frightfulness of cancer, but I see it for myself for the first time.
It came, it conquered, and it took my grandpa with him in a matter of weeks. But my grandpa died a happy man - he was able to talk to each and everyone of us before he looses consciousness, the cancer impaired his speech but he managed to held on to my grandma really tight a couple of days ago, telling her he will miss her the most. Then he lapsed into semi-consciousness, then to deep sleep, then death came this morning.
I cannot imagine a better way to go -warm in a bed surrounded by loved ones.
I hope today, will be the last day I view life as a pessimist. I am going to face life as it is and take each day as it comes. Because if there is one thing I take with me today as a result of my grandpa's passing, is to live for today and worry about tomorrow, tomorrow. That's his favourite line.
Oh and I sure will have a glass of whisky in his honour this week to celebrate his life.
3 comments:
I'm sorry about your grandfather's passing. I think it's wonderful that you are using this time to really celebrate his life and to approach your own life with a positive attitude.
Oh Drew, I'm so sorry about your grandfather. My thoughts are with you and your family {{HUGS}}
I am sorry about the loss of your grandpa. My thoughts are with your whole family.
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