KJ's Grandpa died this morning. He had been in hospice care for a little over a month now. He had been sick for a while even before that, so it was expected, but it's still hard. At least he isn't in pain anymore. He was a kind man who loved to dance and take care of his cats. He asked to be buried in the suit he bought for mine and KJ's wedding. He saved his boutonniere and everything.
My MIL is a retired nurse and she was the one taking care of him. I think it's been a physical relief to her that he's passed, but now she has to deal with all of the after math. Grandpa was KJ's step dad's (MIL's husband) step dad. Step dad is pretty worthless when it comes to anything that doesn't involve mowing grass, so the burnt of all this is falling on her. His whole family is a little screwy, so I'm sure there will be drama over who gets what and how things are to be divided up. But I digress...
Just like last month when my Grandpa died, God really does know best. As disappointed as I was not to get PG this past month, I'm glad I didn't now. I know the stress of being newly PG would have been too much for KJ to deal with right now. I'm glad that we've only had to deal with one loss at a time, rather than being hit with them all at once. Boy, God might have a plan after all!
"If I'm gone when you wake up, please don't cry. And if I'm gone when you wake up, it's not goodbye. Don't look back at this time as a time of heartbreak and distress. Remember me. Remember me, cause I'll be with you in your dreams."
Lots of Love,
KJsbabe
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