Blogging Through Life

We knew this was coming. We expected this to happen. But I was never there. I had the working, only going twice. July 16, 2018 I had just got out of work. I was tired, hungry, and physically exhausted. I had barely hit in the car when I just felt it, something happened. My brother sitting there with his eyes red. Oh no. I just knew. "Do you know?" He asked. I shook my head. I had barely clocked out. "Grandpa passed away." "Oh." We sat in a silence for only a minute. Then he asked "what do you wanna eat?" We went to sonic. Obviously. We sat in the kitchen. Me, him, Tiny(our dog),and Angel (our cat). It was peaceful. We waited for mom and grandma to come home. They were still at the hospital. When I went up to mom later that night, I almost asked "hows grandpa?". It had became a habit. When I was either at home or on break, I had always asked how he was doing. It wasn't until that night. When my head literally hit my pillow....

So yesterday when I got out of an exhausting 8 hour shift, we got in the car. And he blurted it out. "Grandpa is in the hospital again." Again? This hasn't been a great year for my grandpa. He lost his second and last leg this year. He had a stroke. He had to eat hospital food. And lastly, he fell.. I can't imagine being my grandpa. Grandma always yells at grandpa. But my mom says that it's karma. She always said that when they were younger, he would beat her. And now, so fragile and old with no legs, she's getting her revenge.