This year I’ve lost my dad and my grandpa. Less than 5 months apart. And that doesn’t include my daddy (to make it easier to understand without the whole story, he was basically my step dad), who I lost 14 years ago when I was 13. My grandpa and grandma raised me though. I am who I am because of them and now he’s gone. My biggest fear has always been to lose them because I know it would break me. Im keeping distracted, but when I’m not, I’m just looking at photos and listening to the voice recording I did when I saw him 2 days earlier, him saying I love you too when I was thanking him for all he’s done for me and giving me the best life I could have. Tomorrow is his service and so far it doesn’t feel real. My mom is the only family member I’ve seen since he passed, and it was a week later. I don’t know how tomorrow is going to go, but I’m getting some of his ashes in a necklace to keep him close to me.

Posted by Sunshine at 2022-07-22 06:31:35 UTC