February 18, 2003

• Where to Start?

  
  

  Well, Dh was called yesterday morning by his cousin and was informed that his grandfather had passed away at home.  The freaky thing was that it had just happened, the Fire Dept had called her dad to let him know and she called DH while her dad was talking to the Fire Dept.  The Fire Dept was still at DH's grandparents house.

  
  

  Dh's Grandmother came home and found him laying on the dining room floor.  I can't even imagine walking in your own home like a normal day and finding your husband of almost 56 years lying dead on the floor.  Not to mention that because of where he was found, it is probably safe to assume that he was actually heading towards the phone.  I really hope he didn't suffer any.  He has been quite ill for sometime, he had cancer, diabetes, and numerous heart attacks.  It's amazing he lived as long as he did.

  
  

  DH is dealing rather well.  He has been told for over 23 years that his 'Papa' is about dead.  Finally it happened.  When you expect something for 23 years, when it finally does happen it seems like a dream.  The whole family seems to be taking it rather well, which is a nice change of pace from when we were down there in Dec because of DH's dad.

  
  

  DH will be heading to FL on Weds and will be back hopefully, by Friday evening.  The kids are still too young to be thrust into that type of situation.  Besides, they'll add stress where there is enough stress already.  We will be going down to visit with DH's grandmother this Easter, she can enjoy the kids more, then.

  
  

  DH's grandfather was a really nice man and when I first met him I thought he was my dad...I seriously did.  I woke up to the sound of my father speaking, walked by him and thought, "Holy shit why is my DAD here?"  Then I realized who he was.  Even he and my dad would joke that they were twins. 

  
  

  Along the same lines, but not really......
  I was explaining to BT how 'Great-Papa' was dead. To illustrate what I was talking about I found a picture of my Granny who died one month before I met DH.  I have been telling DH that my Granny is with us.  I can feel her presence at times and I talk to her often.  The most solid evidence that I have is that both children would stare off into space, like they were looking at something taller than them (to the naked eye it looked like they were staring at the ceiling) and then begin to giggle and babble baby talk.  LT did this more often than BT.  So when I pulled out the picture LT wanted to see.  As soon as I turned the picture so that he could see what it was his face lit up and he began chuckling and 'talking'.  He pointed at the picture and said "gaeee'.  I'm not positive he was saying Granny, but then again I'm never positive when ever he says anything. You could tell that he knew who was in the picture.  He even grabbed it from me and just stood there holding it in front of his face and talking at it and pointing to it and giving me his question grunt, like "Do you see this?!"  Then he did something that almost made me cry, he tried to lay his head down on her.  She wasn't 3D so of course he couldn't lay on her but he tried.  I asked him if he knew who that was and he nodded yes.  I asked him if he lays with her and he said yes again.  I'm sure that there are a gazillion people out there that will tell me it was all conicidence or I'm just reading too much into it, but I know better....I know that she's around, and she's probably giving my youngest the idea that dirty socks in dog water is FUN!  At least she can be with the kids.  BT, By the way, just said, "I think I know her" but I'm sure he's too old to remember.  I'm glad that LT did though. 

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