It’s really amazing to think that 12 months ago I had 4 living grandparents and now I have 1. It has been a rough year, for sure.
With my grandparents on my dad’s side, the deaths were at least somewhat expected. My grandpa was having some health issues and went into the hospital. A couple of days later he was dead. We were at least able to say goodbye to him. With my grandma, we expected her death long before she actually died. She suffered from Alzheimer’s and other health issues that had to do with her being confined to a wheelchair. I’m sure we all thought she would pass before my grandpa, but she didn’t. She survived for 10 months after my grandfather passed.
My grandpa on my mom’s side was a huge shock though. One day he was completely fine and the next he was gone. He died from an abdominal aneurysm. He was a great man and I will miss him dearly.
With all the sadness that my family has experienced over the past 12 months, I really hope that the next 12 are full of happiness. I just can’t help but wondering when the string of bad luck will end.