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Well

Sun Mar 29, 2009, 12:38 AM
  • Mood: Anguish
grandpa passed away a few days ago from liver cancer.


This is actually the first death I'm aware of that occured around me.
And I'm amazed how indifferent i feel. This must be what they call "i still don't believe it."
Infact I was in the middle of reading a manga when I heard the news, and after ten minutes I was back reading it. :O

Well I guess it doesn't really mean much when it happens to someone you only know of, don't really care and is halfway on the other side of the planet. But even so. Didn't even feel like asking for a plane ticket to attend the funeral. Was more concerned about the stress it was putting on my parents.

My first experience of a funeral was actually of my grandma's when I was 5, and the only thing I remember is happily running around the house and bugging all the relatives oblivious to the business at hand. :XD:
Feeling a tad bit guilty now.


Come to think of it, his brother died from liver failure, dad has bad liver and bro temporarily had bad liver.


...shit. -_-; Must be genetic. Not that I drink or smoke, but I get plenty of it second-hand.






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On the other hand.

Somebody get me a time machine.

now.

...somebody please.





Never felt so helpless and worthless in my life.

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:iconzuzumoo:
I'm sorry to hear that Shuu. :(
My deepest condolences to your family.

Hope you overcome whatever is bothering you so much that you need a time machine.
:iconfuuririn:
Thanks. :)

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:iconelfhybridmarielle:
It's not easy seeing your loved ones being sad,and not being able to fix it..but if that's what you need the time machine for.. just give them a hug. Sets back time with five minutes per time! ;)
Hope you and your family will be ok. :hug:

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:iconthaylien:
My grandfather died a little over a year back, heart failure, very sudden and very unexpected.

I lived with my grandparents since... just before my eighth birthday, and the guy was as much a father to me as anybody could be.

But I almost felt the same, it hurt, it hurt down deep inside where I didn't even know how to reach it, but I was more concerned with how much everybody else would have to do.

My answer to it was to delve into everything, to sort out as many of the problems and difficult tasks that arose, lifted the burden from my grandmother, but keeping her close by so that she knew everything that was going on.

It's the worst thing in the world to feel, when a relative dies, to feel completely disconnected from it and helpless to do anything. and it only happens more as time goes on.

You and I, my friend, are hitting that stage where the oldest generation will begin passing on, and from that moment it will seem like it never stops until the point where you, yourself, are a grandfather and you have to leave them.

The one ray of hope? The older generation are leaving all that space in the world now, so that you and your generation can grow up and live your lives, and so that you have the time and ability to raise kids of your own, or help others raise theirs.

Life for each person has a beginning and an end, but life itself is always growing, recycling and getting stronger. Hold his memory close, even if you don't have much to remember him by, and you can go on knowing you cared for him.

Catch you later,
FN

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:iconfuuririn:
Hmm, nah. The machine would serve a much higher purpose.
Thanks a lot~

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:iconfuuririn:
You should write books. :D
...I can't believe I actually typed "you should right books" before i corrected it.

Sorry to hear about your grandfather. :( Sudden passing away is the saddest I think with no chance to tie up.

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:iconzoui:
My uncle died a couple months ago and it was a mysterious death. Doctors doesn't give much reasons. He was a healthy man (no known diseases whatsoever), and he went to sauna and died.

I didn't feel anything at first, but the effect was felt a lot later, especially at family gathering. He used to be the loudest in the party to the point of annoying, and now it was just quiet.

It's a strange feeling. I can't describe it.
:iconthaylien:
I do, does it show? ^^

And no, because I like to think of it this way; if you have to live out the last days of your life knowing you're going to die, expecting death, then anything can influence you. I've known people who get converted to religions, who have arguments with all their family, all the downsides, and then all the upsides too, getting to reconcile, having your family around you and so on.

But what that doesn't stop is the fear. No matter how content you are, how much of a believer you may be, if you have to wait for your death, at some point you'll fear it.

So I think that it's a kindness to him, a blessing in fact, that he just... wasn't expecting it. Gone between one blink and the next.

And for you too, hearing that yours died, after the fact and when it was too late to do anything else, I think that's actually a minor kindness in itself too. The change had already happened, so you don't have to rush around trying to adjust to the world, you've got all the time ahead of you to remember and come to terms.

So all I can say is keep going my friend, because nothing is gained by doing nothing about what has happened already.
FN!

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"So he... wait, what the heck are you doing?"
"Spog."
"S-wha?"
"New word for belly-button fluff; Spog"
"Wow... raping the English language again I see. Genius. I knew I kept you around for a reason."

My portfolio: [link]
:iconelfhybridmarielle:
Hm,then I hope you get one. :hug:

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