Grandaddy's Gone
This past weekend I went to Dallas for two main reasons.
1. To attend the baby shower for my new niece (my brother's baby).
2. To visit my Grandfather who is ill with cancer.
Upon entering the metroplex, I went directly to my Grandparents house. As I entered the house I saw my father (after 10 years), that was emotional in and of itself. I gave hugs and hellos to my aunts and grandmother. I entered the room where my grandfather was and, let's say, I wasn't prepared for what I saw.
He was lying in his hospital bed. His skin had turned slightly gray. He had an oxygen tube in his nose. His eyes reminded me that of a newborn baby. I felt sadness when looking at him. I had to immediately leave the room. Let me explain a little about my grandparents.
These are my parternal grandparents. I grew up in a single parent family. It was soley, my mom, brother, and me. My brother and I had different fathers. He grew up extremely close to his side of the family. Me, on the other hand was strictly with momma. I would go by every holiday to see my grandparents. Sometimes, aunts and cousins would be over, and I would catch a glimpse of them. Mainly it was my grandmother and grandfather that I had interactions with.
I loved "Daddy" (my grandfather- as I would call him). He was the closest piece I had to my biological father. I would always see him around town. He represented that side of the family. When I became an adult (with my own child), I always said I would make an effort to visit and learn more. I would extend the effort to make up for 25 years.
That was cut short the morning of Sunday, Aug. 6th, when I received a call from my aunt saying, "Granddaddy's Gone".
The way I feel inside, well... words cannot express. I will miss Daddy Roc ssssssssssoooo much. I will miss what wasn't, what was, and what could've been.
The End.
~Youwillbemissedmorethananythinggranddaddy~
1. To attend the baby shower for my new niece (my brother's baby).
2. To visit my Grandfather who is ill with cancer.
Upon entering the metroplex, I went directly to my Grandparents house. As I entered the house I saw my father (after 10 years), that was emotional in and of itself. I gave hugs and hellos to my aunts and grandmother. I entered the room where my grandfather was and, let's say, I wasn't prepared for what I saw.
He was lying in his hospital bed. His skin had turned slightly gray. He had an oxygen tube in his nose. His eyes reminded me that of a newborn baby. I felt sadness when looking at him. I had to immediately leave the room. Let me explain a little about my grandparents.
These are my parternal grandparents. I grew up in a single parent family. It was soley, my mom, brother, and me. My brother and I had different fathers. He grew up extremely close to his side of the family. Me, on the other hand was strictly with momma. I would go by every holiday to see my grandparents. Sometimes, aunts and cousins would be over, and I would catch a glimpse of them. Mainly it was my grandmother and grandfather that I had interactions with.
I loved "Daddy" (my grandfather- as I would call him). He was the closest piece I had to my biological father. I would always see him around town. He represented that side of the family. When I became an adult (with my own child), I always said I would make an effort to visit and learn more. I would extend the effort to make up for 25 years.
That was cut short the morning of Sunday, Aug. 6th, when I received a call from my aunt saying, "Granddaddy's Gone".
The way I feel inside, well... words cannot express. I will miss Daddy Roc ssssssssssoooo much. I will miss what wasn't, what was, and what could've been.
The End.
~Youwillbemissedmorethananythinggranddaddy~
posted by CRay at 8:42:00 PM
1 Comments:
I am incredibly sorry to hear about your loss. God is with you even now. I pray that he meets you at that particular point and gives you and your family comfort. As long as you keep his memory alive he is NEVER gone! Keep your head up!
PEACE
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