My Grandfather on my Father’s side passed away Tuesday evening after a short fight against liver & lung cancer. My Grandfather on my Mother’s side also passed away from cancer in June of last year. The fact that they were both in their early nineties does take some of the sadness away, but it is a really *really* ugly way to die. Cancer strips you of your dignity, quality of life and strength to live.
The other sad thing is because of distance (they lived in the UK)Â I never really had a strong bond with my Father’s parents. When I was growing up they would come and visit and a few times we went over there but it was never the same as with my Mom’s folks, who were a bit like yo-yo’s. They kept moving to South Africa, then would move back to the UK, back to South Africa – over and over again. Grandad H was the last of my remaining grandparents.
Here’s to you Grandad H :-) -Â may you rest in peace.