It's been a long time since I last ranted about anything. Today, it's just about something that weighs heavy on myself. As of two weeks ago, I joined the percentage of the population with no living grandparents. My grandmother died. And it just a pitiful death.
It only took the death of my grandfather and the mistreatment of my eldest uncle to make the oak of a woman crack under the pressure of life. She passed away. Perhaps it happened during her sleep. I can't tell. We received a call and that was it. Mom had been helping her during the previous days and she was already in bed. She had stopped eating some days before her demise. The only respite about this is the fact that she's finally resting. Maybe she has met grandpa on the other side. I can't tell. Can't tell at all.
I loved my grandma. But she was a complex entity. Her personality always exuded the remnants of cruel rearing. The same kind of parenting she passed upon her children, especially her daughters. Some of that cruelty was still on my mom's parenting style. Though I believe it had been toned down from what it actually was. I have heard stories of harsh punishments and herbal remedies that are fuel for horror tales.
But then, she was also the kind of woman who would be the epitome of service. That was her way of showing love. And she tried to be of service until she couldn't move by herself. I believe passing away comes as a way of pride. Being idle in bed for a woman who had been housekeeping since she was around the age of 15 can't be easy.
We went around the funeral in the quickest way possible. These services are expensive. The burials too. Both are mostly crap. Her coffin was the ugliest excuse of woodworking I have seen.
She was buried alongside my grandpa and it rained from the moment we came into the cemetery until the grave was closed. Like a faint weep for the end of life. A sad burial, for a sad death.
I never thought I could be sadder than when grandpa died. But having lost both is worse now. There are no more stories or sweets or hugs or words of love. At least, not from those who meant a lot to me. I still have memories and those will haunt me for a while until my jar outgrows the grief.
Worse of all, I lost my drinking partner during family reunions...
...but that's life.
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😭 So sorry for your loss. You will carry them with you, and they will return at times, little voices of guidance and comfort when you need them, or even didn't realize you did. 💗
Indeed. I learnt so much from them and their stories are always with me.
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Oh man I’m sorry to hear that dude! It’s definitely hard to lose important people in our lives like this. I didn’t know my grandmothers but I had great relationships with my grandfathers and it was certainly difficult to lose them. The important thing is that you were lucky enough to know and spend time with them. Having a kid myself, one of the most important things to me as I’m getting older is trying to make sure I’m around long enough to be able to pass on knowledge and ideas to my son and his eventual family.
Prayers for you and your family man! I know she is with your grandfather. It may seem corny but I saw this really nice meme the other day that choked me up a little bit, I know I’ll eventually do this!
I don't mind the corny snippet. I've seen it plenty of times.
It's hard when it comes to pass, but it is the only certainty we are allowed in life. Just hope she's having a better time than her last days among us.
So sorry about your loss, man! May she rest in peace.
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Often a person can only give what he/she got, there is no more and he/she cannot give more. There is no blame... that's just the way life is. Many show love rarely and for them it's ok, for the one who receives it not so much, he wants it in a different way... sweeter maybe.
I am very sorry for this loss, many are leaving, I also had a strong loss recently, my cousin... but that's life.
One will never be prepared nor know what one will feel in those moments.
A big hug Andres.
Yeah, such is the essence of love and life.
Thanks, Amonet.
To you Andres, hug!
I am very sorry for your loss Andres, I felt your feelings very deeply.
May the good memories of your loved ones be with you always.
I embrace you.
I am so sorry, my dear. I sympathize with you, I understand. I ask God to give you and the whole family a lot of strength. A hug with my love.
Thanks, professor.
Lo siento mucho amigo...
Gracias, amiga
So sorry for your loss, I hope she's resting in peace.
Thanks, Mac. I hope so as well.
My condolences for your loss
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How sorry I am to read this post. It is really sad when they leave. I didn't know grandparents, and both of my grandmothers left within a month of each other.
Those were rough times, as death settled in the family and in two years took a few of them. Do you get over it? Yes, time helps with that. In the meantime, it only remains to remember them in their good and beautiful moments, that also helps with the pain.
I don't think death is something we get over, ever. We can grow bigger than our own grief and that's part of life.
It is not overcome, but with time sadness gives way to nostalgia and it is more bearable.
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She's no longer where she once was, but she's everywhere you go because you carry her, and your grandfather, in your heart and memories. Condolences.
Yes, just like that. Thanks, mate.