So M is off tonight to fly back home for his Grandfathers funeral. And I found out last night that my sisters high school love's brother committed suicide on Tuesday (one day after his first nephew was born). Seriously this is how my holidays are beginning?!
Let me take this back to a year ago. Thanksgiving Day 2008. So my family LOVES Thanksgiving (I mean who wouldn't all we do is eat and drink wine). My "Pa" was not his normal self, pretty much slept the entire time he was there, and I didn't see him smile at all. We all knew he would be going in for heart surgery in a week and a half to replace a valve that had been replaced about 10 years ago (apprently pigs valves are only good for so long), so we were all ready for that. Well what we didn't know and found out after the surgery was that another valve was seriously damaged and that one had to be replaced as well, his heart was working at about 30%. Why had the doctors not know this before? If it was that bad how did they not know!?!
A couple weeks later on December 26th 2008 my Pa passed.
So as we enter into this holiday season with another loss it seems such a short amount of time ago we were doing this last year, and I cannot help but think that my favorite time of year is starting to have a huge downside to it all.
To all our Grandpa's who look down at us we love you and you will forever be in our hearts.
"In order to be irreplaceable, one must always be different." - Coco Chanel
21 hours ago