It is us 😭😭
It’s the song that hit the cry string

It was very sad …

Meybe ……..
That TikTok really got me 💔

They are my literal other half.
When I’m upset, they seem to know and always make me feel better
When I’m talkative, they listen to me.

This is the best relationship ever.
I am so happy always whenever I think or get noticed by them.

Some stuff we did Sunday v
Cat Tycoon and Builderblox

Ily Day

Ehehe
I’m so proud of you! :D!

I mean.

I could see it ……..

He was there for me, and still most definitely is.
But it’s to me to keep him alive here still.

I know he’s proud of me as well. He always was. Always will be

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Never forget those who pass on. Let them be loved, even in death. Even when they are no longer here physically, they are in love

All this 5 days before my birthday,

I would visit him by walking to where he was buried.
I sat there for hours and waited for him to comfort me, but nothing.

In all, I want to remember my grandpa most today.
He was a hard headed man. He was scary, sweet, funny, rude.

I couldn’t do much. I just sat there, confused, wishing it didn’t happen.

4 days later was his visitation, 5 his funeral.
It was hard. He had to leave early incase they… again “dropped him”. (They never did, but they kept saying to leave in case they did).

People finally got there and they took him out, saying somethings that still mark me
(“Please go to the other room incase we drop him” — not something a child wants to hear).

The house was silent for the rest of the day.
His machine giving him air turned off for the first time in a year.

I was told to sit in his chair and wait for people to get there, so I did.
What they didn’t know, was I could see him from that chair.
I could see him in his room … laying there. Quiet. Lifeless.
It’s weird to see. He looked like he did always, but I knew it wasn’t him.

For the first bit, I couldn’t cry. I just sat there.
I sat there processing, I didn’t want to believe it despite being one of his “little caretakers” who knew this was coming.

I called my father and broke down telling him. I cried, and when I was done, I walked out of my room. Past him.

We shared two fortune cookies, joked about our fortunes, then I went to my room to play games with friends.

In that time, on the other side of the wall from my room, he passed away, peacefully.
I didn’t know till about 10 minutes later, when people could walk past him and tell me.

It was a Sunday, which was the day I went and saw him for the week (trying to use language that won’t discuss personal life matters).
What I did not know was his heart stopped and restarted the night before I got there and he couldn’t breathe.
No one told me about it, because they thought he was ok

It’s been 4 years now, which I think is crazy, but I was pretty much raised by my Grandpa.
We’d play games together, he’d comfort me, he’d take me places. He was the best man I’d ever known.

He passed away about 10 days before my birthday, which hit harder than I thought.

I’m hyped !!!!!