My grandad died last year on March 10th this was not only Mother's Day but my other grandads birthday, he had been ill for a while but he got over it and then he died in his bed by my Nan's side with his last words being 'I've had enough of this' I was so close to him I've never been able to get over it, I still can't accept he's gone after all this time. A year went on and now we're in 2014 my other grandads birthday. That side of the family wanted us to go away with them to celebrate his birthday but we chose not to go and to see my nan because it was a year since my other grandad had passed and we knew she'd be feeling sad and alone. Not even 2 weeks later I got told how my other grandad had suddenly died, to this day we still dont know the cause, he was meant to pick up my nan and auntie from the train station but he never showed up, when they eventually got home they found him half on the floor and half on the sofa and he was gone just like that. I spend everyday living in regret due to the fact I didn't see him I feel like the worst granddaughter ever and have never told anyone my story because I feel like no one would care, I can't get over both of them and I think about them both everyday, the pain only gets worse.
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