So it looks like my Grampa is dying. My Mom is going down to Sedgefield to be with my Granny, and the rest of the family is also flying in. It sucks to be in another country right now.
My sister and I stayed with my Grandparents a lot when we were younger. We almost always spent Christmas or Easter with them. I just feel sad. I know my Grampa is 86, and no serious health issues, and he loves life. I got a lot of his characteristics, my love for reading, my lack of driving(he has never driven).
I am the eldest Grandchild on my Mom’s side of the family and my Granny even gave me my first doll. When we would visit them, my sister and I would go to the corner shops with my Grampa and he would by us sweets, and bet on the horses, he was always so proud of us, and everyone always knew who we were and everything about us.
I am going to miss him.