My grandfather passed away today. I am not sure what to think right now but I am relieved for my family that it is over. I am relieved that he is no longer in pain but my heart aches, it aches for so many reasons.
I can't believe I will never get to see him again even though when I took the trip to go out and see him at the hospital, one week ago from today, it wasn't even him that I was visiting. It was some man in a hospital bed. This man had no spirit and no cute little mischievious smirk always planted on his face ready to tease at the next available opportunity. He knew it was me though because when I brushed his cheek before I left, told him I loved him and said my last goodbyes he managed enough strength to give me a weak smile and muttered words that sounded like, "I love you too."
These past weeks have been so emotional for everyone and I just hope it doesn't take long for our hearts to heal.