Marcelien wrote:
my granmother (fathers side) died due to dementia, and we went to visit her in her last days. she looked horrible, and wasnt concious. so we kinda just sat there and talked with her by our side. then a few hours later, we got a call from the nursing home that she passed. i kinda didnt react much. i'd never lost someone before. and i didnt have a very strong bond iwth her since she lived in denmark, and i in norway. and she didnt understand me too well, so we only talked about my cat.
but around a week later, my mom found a picture of her holding me as a baby. and i just totally broke down crying for like an hour. i realized those small talks about my cat ment more to me.
so idk, i reacted with sort of passiveness at first, cus it didnt really hit me as hard.
and when my granfather died (not her husband, but my moms dad) of cancer, i fell to the floor crying when we got the call. but i knew it would happen, and me n my mom were talking about it when we got the call. i didnt cry for long, and in the funeral i cried a lot.but i know it was for the best that he died. he was so sick, and he died with my granmother by his side, listening to a song my cousin wrote and sang that was for him. so he died probably the most peaceful way possible.
loss is hard. but its inevitable. and its ok to cry and be sad, but try to remember the happy times, and honor their memory that way.