My Grandad died last spring but even now it still manages to take me by surprise, whether I'm in the shower, eating my lunch or giving someone an extra 7 nostrils on Calll of Duty 4: Modern Warfare, my train of thought will randomly go back to my Grandad (don't try and figure out why my mind works like this, you'll probably lose your sanity) and how he's no longer with us.
This isn't the worst thing about it though, the worst thing is knowing that the last time I saw him alive, I had to go to the toilet I was crying so much, but I barely shed a tear at the funeral, not even when I touched the coffin and said goodbye to him for the last time. So my question is what the hell has happened to me?
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The answer is nothing. Tears come out at the weirdest of times. We all have moments when we feel we should have cried and don't and then wonder if that means we are broken in some way. The fact that you can see this means that you are human. If you didn't get sad about your Grandfather, that would make you not-human.
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