xLolox wrote:
Once in a while, when I'm about to sleep, I just randomly realise "sh*t, my grandma is really dead". Which is so stupid, because I was there the day she passed, carried her casket, visit my grandpa at their house twice a week, cleaned out (most of) her stuff, wear her favourite sweaters.
Honestly, I still feel like everytime I visit my grandpa, that's she will just appear in the kitchen, or her couch. After 2 whole months I still expect her to be there, while I know she won't be.
It's not the sadness of death, just the realisation that the most wonderfull grandmother anyone could ever ask for, is not here..
(I added a TW, didn't know if I should or something)