I remember two years
Yesterday my wife grandmother died. The other, the mother. The father and I spent another post here, long ago.
This grandmother never really acted as such, I have more than one spot and he was, or rather one of its aspects, because as have had many, was a person say ... versatile. But surely not the best person to take Grandma, it's really hard, very hard to say this, but I'm glad you were not there.
But still I feel bad even if they are not spending a few lines as I did with Mary, my other grandmother, as I was under the obligation to see how life was going in the hospital. Sad, made me feel very hollow. There were people closest to her I could have been there shedding a tear, yet there I was unable to avoid thinking about how fat I had put on. Go farewell.
Well that, and I leave with the classic phrase of all viewing. "In short, life goes on ..." Fuck me! is the best answer I can give. ;-)
0 comments:
Post a Comment