I’ve lost three of my grandparents: one when I was a baby, one when I was a child, one when I’d just started grad school. What I regret most is that I wasn’t close enough to any of these three (the first purely for lack of opportunity) that I felt significantly mournful about their deaths. I had knowledge of loss but no sensation of it, and when I think about this I feel like a bad granddaughter, and I’m trying to be closer to my last remaining grandparent in part because of this.
*hugs* for you, sympathy for you, but in a way I’m glad that you need the hugs and sympathy, given that the event occurred.
I’ve lost three of my grandparents: one when I was a baby, one when I was a child, one when I’d just started grad school. What I regret most is that I wasn’t close enough to any of these three (the first purely for lack of opportunity) that I felt significantly mournful about their deaths. I had knowledge of loss but no sensation of it, and when I think about this I feel like a bad granddaughter, and I’m trying to be closer to my last remaining grandparent in part because of this.
*hugs* for you, sympathy for you, but in a way I’m glad that you need the hugs and sympathy, given that the event occurred.
Thank you.