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...My grandfather on my father's side died. Old age, we would say, but technically it was a hidden infection. It was a blessing, as he was suffering for a while now, and my grandmother was having a tough time.
He, for several years now, suffered from a type of dimensia, and the last time I saw him he did not recognize me, only my father. He always had a story to tell you(when he could hear your request for one), and was a very smart man. He was kind, and had a great sense of humor(I remember one of the jokes he told us, about why his hair kept falling out, it was because his brain was so big, it was pushing his hair out). I have quite a few memories of this grandfather, which I guess I'm lucky, because my other grandfather died before I was born. I have all these memories, and happy thoughts of him, I can only be joyful of what he gave me.
I once read somewhere that when an old man dies, a library dies with him, and I feel its true...I am glad I had access to that library while I could.
*sniff* *sigh*
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I envy anyone with a grandfather like that. Both my grandfathers are still alive, but they've never had much to say to us grandchildren (Chinese people are like that). I rarely heard stories or anything.
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Jeff: I know what it is to grieve over the death of a close relative.
If he was as wonderful as you described, keep his traditions alive. Be smart and funny and caring. If you think you can't, just remember: you learned at the feet of a master.
I'm very sorry to hear that. I lost my grandmother in 1993, and she too was suffering from (pretty severe) dementia. My mother was actually partly happy for her because she watched her suffer so much over the last few years. So I kind of know what you feel right now. Sigh.
One of my friends grandmother's is going pretty crazy too, but nobody's to sure why. They thought it was Alzheimers, but it wasn't. We now think that it could be tiny strokes in her brain, but we'll have to wait and see.
------------------ Josh: I think they're getting to know each other a bit too well, if you catch my drift. Me: Oh, I agree. I think they're spending too much time together, that is of course, if you catch my drift. Asher: I think he's *ucking her, and he's cheating on his wife, and he's risking his marriage, and if his wife finds out about it she'll leave him and take their son, and his life will be ruined. If you catch my drift...
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Now this is not a complaint, I'm just honestly curious. If you pray for someone, what exactly is it you pray for? I'm sorry for asking such a basic question, I'm not really into praying :]
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Thanks for all you guys' support. I really appreciate it. It is one of our traditions that the grandsons are the pallbearers in our family, and it seems that my brother and I are to lead the casket and such. I no longer feel sad, but honored, and somewhat happy.
Again, thanks.
------------------ "We are all a product of the environment we live in.... the rest, good or bad, may be free will." Charles C. Bohnam
I know there isn't much we can say to comfort you, or fill that void where once there was a person.... but as you said, it was a blessing to the man. He now rests happily in the summerland.
However, the Library has not died with him. Keep in mind that while you had access to the Library, you have recorded all these things in your mind and heart. Your grandfather's Library lives on in you, hon. He has not really died at all, because his spirit lives in your heart.
------------------ Cherish your visions; cherish your ideas; cherish the music that stirs in your heart, the beauty that forms in your mind, the loveliness that drapes your purest thoughts, for if you remain true to them, your world will at last be built.