- Joined
- Feb 5, 2013
My grandfather has long been suffering from medical conditions, and has lost one foot, and they were about to take off another. Today, he stopped breathing, and they moved him into ICU. I just got back home thanks to a family friend, the rest of my family are at the hospital.
While the rest of my family was either crying, or praying, I felt the no need to do either of those things.
Before I left I told them this.
"If he does pass, the only tears I'm going to cry are going to be tears of joy. Granny (My grandmother) died five years ago, and if he goes he'll be the happiest he's been in five years."
My family told me not to give up and keep on praying, but I didn't and haven't prayed.
Because I feel it is selfish to.
Inside I think my grandfather is ready to go. I am not going to use the term "give up" because that is not the correct words. He has lived a long life and had many children, grandchildren, and great grandchild, and even a few great-great grandchildren. He worked in the Rural South picking cotton since he was born, and kept working until forced retirement.
He has had a full life with ups, and downs. He lost his wife and one of his sons in a span of a few months, five years ago.
Now he has lost parts of his body, and was about to lose more.
It is not that he has given up, he is just tired. He has given the world everything he had, and more, and is just ready to go home and see his wife.
Wow, I came the closet I've gotten to crying just writing this, but not quite tears, yet.
I still haven't prayed for him to live, or formally cried.
Is there something wrong, or sick of me to feel this way instead of crying and praying?
While the rest of my family was either crying, or praying, I felt the no need to do either of those things.
Before I left I told them this.
"If he does pass, the only tears I'm going to cry are going to be tears of joy. Granny (My grandmother) died five years ago, and if he goes he'll be the happiest he's been in five years."
My family told me not to give up and keep on praying, but I didn't and haven't prayed.
Because I feel it is selfish to.
Inside I think my grandfather is ready to go. I am not going to use the term "give up" because that is not the correct words. He has lived a long life and had many children, grandchildren, and great grandchild, and even a few great-great grandchildren. He worked in the Rural South picking cotton since he was born, and kept working until forced retirement.
He has had a full life with ups, and downs. He lost his wife and one of his sons in a span of a few months, five years ago.
Now he has lost parts of his body, and was about to lose more.
It is not that he has given up, he is just tired. He has given the world everything he had, and more, and is just ready to go home and see his wife.
Wow, I came the closet I've gotten to crying just writing this, but not quite tears, yet.
I still haven't prayed for him to live, or formally cried.
Is there something wrong, or sick of me to feel this way instead of crying and praying?