My Angel up Above
(North Bay, ON, Canada)
My grandfather died May 12 of 2011 the day before my 29th birthday. I was in the hospital with my family, as my grandmother held his hand as he took his last breathe. I cried instantly it was the worst feeling in the world. to this day i have so much sorrow inside of me, I have dreams of that day that are so vivid, I cant sleep, my anxiety is so bad. I have dreams of weird and disturbing notions, I maybe blame a lot of things on myself. I had a baby the end of March of 2011, and he only seen her maybe a matter of 10 minutes, maybe I should have took her to see him more often. Both of my child are to small they will never remember him for the happy, soft, amazing man he was. I ask him for peace but nothing is getting better. I love him so much and miss him everyday.