Today has been a weird day.
Stacy called me around 12:00 to tell me that his grandmother is on her death bed and he wasn't sure what we should do.
The questions begin..Do we pack up and go over there right this second, Do we wait until tomorrow, Do we take the kids over at all...and so and and so forth.
He calls a little while later to say that he has decided to just hop in the car and go by himself at that very moment. And so from the hours of 1:00-10:00pm my husband drove to Waynesboro MS, said goodbye to his grandmother, and drove home.
A few hours after Stacy left, I talked to my Mom on the phone and found out that my grandfather, whom I have blogged about before, is not doing well. He has Althezimers or dementia and is apparently reaching that stage of loosing it pretty quickly.
Wow! Really? Are Stacy and I really experiencing these same emotions of lose on the same day?
With his Grandmother, she is 96 years old, has lived a long healthy life, has congestive heart failure, but really is dying rather peacefully surrounded by family at home.
With my Grandfather, he is almost 82 years old, has lived a long healthy life, is losing his mind, and could still live many more years not knowing what the heck is going on around him.
Stacy went through a sort of process today. He had 6 hours alone in his car to think and grieve in his own way. I will not recount for him his feelings, but in my thoughts about his grandmother, its not that he saw her very much, but its the knowing that she was there and now will be gone.
I have been mulling over things today too with my Grandfather. The last time I saw him was in January. We had a pleasant visit. He was definitely changing, but our visit was fun, and even sad when he cried when I left. Do I leave it at that? I don't think he's at the stage of not remembering me yet, but what stage is he at concerning his memories of me? I feel weird knowing that I am losing my grandfather before I'm losing my grandfather. Do you know what I mean?
I know Kim and Crissy do because they have just blogged about a very similar experience with their own Grandpa.
Anyways...SOOO not wanting to be a Debbie Downer tonight. Like I said, its just been a weird day. Lots of emotions and thoughts for both the husband and me.
Oh, and there have been several post floating around lately about dreams. Several nights ago I had a dream that my Grandfather died and I couldn't get there. Weird huh?