I haven't written anything for a while. It's been Christmas, and New Year and holidays and busy, but also there has been sadness. Grandpa, the most complex person in my family, died suddenly on the 18th of December. He was 93. He had had a chest infection, but he was not ill, or very weak, and so it was a shock to us when during the afternoon, he simply coughed and died.
It was a quiet ending, full of roast beef and whisky and contentment. The last six months without Grandma had been very peaceful for him. He read books for the first time in his life, became much gentler, and finally, on the morning of the day he died told Pa that he loved him.
How wonderful.
What a fantastic ending. If you have to go, what a kindly way to be taken.
We miss him. Particularly because he had begun to be such a lovely man again. Lucky us to have had that time.
Sad to see you go Grandpa. Sweet dreams.
SoSo sorry to hear about your loss, Lizzy and so soon after..... Love, as always - DP x
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