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I feel like crying. I knew these emotions were going to hit. I just didn't know when. I didn't want to sell this house. Had to, to satisfy the divorce decree. I've been so stoic. Such a trooper. Trying to be excited about the change and buying another house. But damnit! I love this house.

Bricks and mortar. Thats all it is. Its just a material thing, right? Then why does it hurt so much?

Also feel silly for feeling so attached to an inanimate object.

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and the moral of the story is...

whatever it takes, tell them you love them

i spent the last few years doing what i thought i wanted and what i thought was making me happy.

i left a majority of my family out of my plans. it's how i was raised. to just take them for granted because obviously there's no such thing as sickness, mortality, nobody ever dies and they'll all always be around.

after a short amount of time, my grandfather developed alzheimer's. no disease is more heart wrenching than another. but it probably seems like the one you are confronted with is the worst.

i didn't know how to deal. so i didnt. I've been saying to myself, 'yea i'll visit this next holiday' for a few years now.

my grandfather is the kindest, most gentle, selfless, helpful, beautiful souls i've ever known and may ever know. he has always been there for the entire family anytime a strong hand was needed. he was most definitely taken for granted.

he loves to sing. he always wears a black leather fanny pack to carry his things and a newsboy cap. he would always ask me to play some of his barber shop chords on the piano so he could learn the right key to sing in. he loves to garden. he loves john deere. he loves fishing. loves tack. he loves snickers bars. A LOT. he has a beautiful voice, distinct mannerisms, and just isms in general. a real character.

i remember i was being picked up from his house by a bf once. he walked me out and just eyed my bf... genuinely fiercely protective. oooh, he gave my bf such a stink eye.

when i was taking off to california to live, he was fighting back tears and had to turn away and make a quick goodbye.

i don't know that i'll ever feel as much unconditional or compassionate love from a family member.

he was there for me so many times... call on him and he's there.

he just had a stroke today. on top of the memory stripping disease, his prognosis is weak at best.

and i've not told him how much i love him in a long time.

i love you, Paga. I dont know how I'll ever be able to forgive myself, and there's no making up for it now, but I've learned my lesson.

I love you.

I love you.

I love you.
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thanks for the support all. i have a long road trying to square with my conscience.

docs say he doesnt have much time. maybe a day. maybe. i fly out after a short morning of work tomorrow. i hope he goes peacefully and quickly.

but i'd still like to be there :\ my brother and i coincidentally have the same flight even though his starts in california... he stops in vegas. we'll be able to reflect for several hours before meeting up with the rest of the fam. our grandpa has been like a second father to us and our lil sis.

listen to your heart. do what you know is right. never ever take your loved ones for granted ...because their time will come and what they mean to you will come rushing at you if you didnt recognize it before

such simple things to know and remember, yet here i am knocked on my ass by them.

he is as perfect as men get.
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I give much, way too much in some people's eyes. Want to better everyone. Carry their weight, their stress, their pain. I have always thought of myself as unselfish as a result. But, I realize, doing what I do makes me selfish as giving, lifting, supporting and being there for those who need me makes me feel good.

Yes, my name is Lildol, I am a Cap and I selfishly give because it makes me feel good.