alexinarangel13 Posted November 23, 2019 Report Share Posted November 23, 2019 It has been 10 long months since my grandpa lost his battle to lymphoma. My father abandoned me since he found out my mom was pregnant with me. My grandpa and grandma stepped in and helped raised me as their own my whole life. I always saw my grandpa as my dad. He was the best, hardworking, family oriented, strong, happy, loving person i have ever known. He was diagnosed with cancer last July and to see my strong grandpa become so weak and helpless was traumatizing. I was by his side everyday to help him with everything because i couldn't bare to see him struggle. As the weeks went by and he kept becoming less from his regular self it was so hard on me mentally and emotionally to witness that. His time came in January and that took a hard toll on me. I want to scream, I want to cry, I think about it and then I have to stop because its so hard for me. He was my security blanket, my grandpa, my dad, the one who taught me right from wrong. Everywhere I go and every person and thing I see reminds me of my grandpa all day everyday. 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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