I had just received news that my grandfather is now in the nursing home part of the facility where he is at. He is not happy about it, but, he has no choice. Grandfather is 89. He really wants to die and it is hard on me to see that. It happened three weeks ago and my aunt failed to let me know when it happened. Oh well. I don't get along with that aunt. My parents asked me about the nursing homes, as I am an expert, all thanks to what I used to do. He is failing in mentality. I think it is dementia. And he is very weak. I will send him a card for Christmas, maybe with some quilling on it.
Grandmother is doing fine in that apartment. From what my aunt said, she is happy. Maybe I will tat her something for her birthday, something small. I might give her a call. I am closer to her than to grandfather. My grandmother was the one who kissed my hand and told me that she loves me. I was moved to tears, as I love her too. She will be 90 next month. It is my love reading and my love of cats that I had inherited from her.
Deep down, I realize that grandfather likes to be in control. That is why he is not happy. He is very stubborn. I do love my grandfather. But, now I know what other families are going through. I need my friend to help me get through this. I need him to just telling me it is ok.
But, I am putting all things through my Lord. He is my rock of salvation. I know, I will be crying today at work. But, all I can do is send him a card. Hmmm, a pic of Emilee in her Halloween costume will do the work. He might smile at it.