Sunday, April 11, 2010

Jan. 10th, The Worst Day Ever

Okay, so I'm going to try blogging. Not sure how I'll do, but here it goes. Stepping out of my comfort zone and trying something new.

I thought for sure this year was going to suck after the way it started off. Losing 2 grandparents in a little less than a month. Not my idea of a good time. And then knowing that March 9th would mark the 11th year for me being sick w/Lupus and the other diseases that are running rampant throughout my body. That alone was going to be hard enough to deal with, but then losing 2 loved ones... bad year for sure.

January 10th was the worst day ever. Even worse than all of the painful tests I've been put through over the past 11 years. I lost my grandpa. And with him went pieces of my heart. From the moment that I was born we had been insepparable. I was the first grandchild on my dad's side of the family and a grand-daughter at that. My grandpa had always wanted a daughter. Instead had three boys. From the moment that he held me, I had his heart. I was his Babe and I could do no wrong.

It's so hard remembering what I had and what I've now lost. My eyes burn from the tears threatening to fall. Throat constricting. sigh Oh, I miss him. There hasn't been a day that's gone by where I haven't thought about him. Where I'd think he would love hearing that. I'd go to pick up the phone to call him only to remember that I couldn't. He's not here anymore. And my heart breaks a little more. I would give anything to hear his voice again. To hear him call me his Babe one more time. Be wrapped up in his arms. I would hold on and never let go. But I can't. He's gone. Taking with him pieces of my heart.

So into this void I say, I love you grandpa. I'll always be your Babe. sniff

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