This makes number five in the past two years. Why does this have to happen to me and my family? What did we do to deserve this? I know death is normal, but five in less than two years!? How the hell can I deal with this? How can I keep going on through life like a piece of my heart hasn't been torn from me? Like I'm not crying, screaming, and bleeding on the inside? How can I pretend I'm okay, when I'm losing everything so quickly? I love you Grammy. There's so much I wish I could have done with you, so much I wish I could have told you, thanked you for. I wish I could have kissed your head just one more time. I wish I hadn't complained about the smell of the nursing home. I wish that I could take it all back for just one more day with you. I wish that you're at least happy and at peace now, with Grandpa, somewhere dancing and kissing and doing everything you've been deprived. I love you so much and I wish things didn't have to happen like this. It's so unfair.
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