thefisherking

My maternal grandfather has Alzheimer's and my paternal grandfather's organs are failing. The latter has chosen to only pursue what is called comfort care. I'm closer to him because for most of my life we've been closer to him physically but also he let me be myself. Perhaps because my dad is his son and my personality isn't very far from my father's Grandpa Bob is more understanding of who I am. I know from stories from my dad that he had a temper. A temper so great that my dad would provoke him just so he didn't have to see it unleashed against my nana or my aunts. But I also know he is a loving man who gave good hugs and likes kids. I know that he loves me and I love him. Soon he will be dead and there will be no more memories for us to make. Just regret that I didn't talk to him more. Part of me is glad that he can still make his own medical decisions. My mom's dad can't. But the rest of me is just sad.