Grandpa died last week. He was 94. He and my Grandmama were married 65 years. Can you imagine?
It's such an odd thing. I didn't want him to suffer. I wished for him to be released. It was so awful for him to be in pain all the time. But now I am heartbroken.
And just so damn tired.
I've written before about my father and what his absence meant in my life. Grandpa was one of the people that filled that space, along with my mom and my family as a whole. I have been so blessed. I am so blessed.
In other news, I am "this close" to having lost 90 pounds since joining SparkPeople.com in September. No shit.
This song has been in rotation on my radio station. The tune kept getting stuck in my head before I knew the name of the song, kind of haunting me a bit. The second rotating woman video I've posted lately.