Now we know he has little time with and he has forbidden my mom to see him. I think he is taking out all of the pain on her and I hate to see my mother so upset with nothing I can do to help.
So now I have to go to their house with my small little brother. I am terrified to go by myself because lest time he was in the hospital I was really scared and quiet but my mom made everything okay. Now I have to go by mtself and I am so terrified to see him like this without my mother.
How can I gain the courage to go? Please do not get me wrong I love my grandpa I just am scared to go by myself. I am 15.
I am going to see him i am just scared. I wish my mother could go with me.
Justin - My grandpa died 2 1/2 years ago from cancer in his spine. He survived seven different types of cancer. I remember being scared to tell him how much I loved him, so I wrote it on a napkin. The next time I went to see him, he told me I didn't have to be shy, and that something as important as love should be expressed openly. The next time I saw him, he was permitted to go to his house. The cancer paralyzed his lower body, so he was in a wheelchair. We looked at a picture from when he was bald, and talked about how that could have been the last picture of him. When we left, I hugged him, and for the first time, fully realizing it might be the last time I would see him. It was.
ReplyDeleteThe point is, be honest, tell him how much you love him, and if you are religious like me, tell him your anxious to meet him in heaven. I love my papou (greek for grandpa) and God rest his soul. If you are sure he will die, try to clear your conscious with him. Try to be the bond between your mother and your grandpa.
Life is but a splinter, but eternity is forever, so I want you to know I will be praying for his soul, and for you. I don't know what is in his heart, but Truly, I can say nothing would make me happier than to be with my papou, your grandpa, you, and everyone else, dining in heaven. I love you all.
God bless you all.
Lindy - Its awful watching your loved ones die. I remember seeing my grandmother toward the end. Still upsets me 19 years on. I was 19 at the time and wouldnt go by myself to visit and no one expected me too.
ReplyDeleteI suppose that you have to *try* and understand that death is part of life and if your grandpa knows that you love him then thats all you can do.