This morning around 7am, my grandfather passed away at the the age of 79. About a week ago he had a massive heart attack which would have probably would have killed him there and then, but thankfully my grandma was there and called ambulance. He had been in the hospital ever since, and after a week, it wad clear he wasn’t getting any better, and I think he knew it before any of us did.

I should be grateful that he got a chance to say goodbye, and get his affairs in order... but this sucks. This just fucking sucks. He had been perfectly healthy the day before and then this came out of no where. I knew this day would come eventually... but it wasn’t suppose to happen now. Dad and grandma are heartbroken, and the whole family has come together in support.

I guess I’ve been lucky up to this point, as most people my age have already lost all or most of their grandparents. He was a good man and a big influence on me growing up. I got to see him one last time in the hosptial at least while he was still doing ok, and it nearly broke me . But I know i gotta be strong now for grandma and dad. It’s the least I can do.

Anyway, I may be quiet for the next few days (though I have been quiet a lot lately...) Thank you for those who have been helping through this horrid ordeal. I don’t deserve you guys.

RIP Grandpa