Monday, November 14, 2011

I wish I was there when.....

I wish I was there when my grandpa died. I know its a morbid thought, but I think I had the right to say my last goodbye to my best friend. My parents had made the decision at the time for fear that it would scar me. Instead I was one of the last people to find out about the news. That's not fair. For my parents to tell me that it would be a fallacy for me to want to see his death would be a fallacy itself. They feel that I'm vacuous of the situation and that I do not understand the severity of it. This is true yet wrong because I don't think whether I was with my grandpa for his last moment or not would have spared me the pain that came after he passed. I also don't think my grandpa would want to remember him like the way he died and wanted me to think of him as healthy. Still it would have been nice to be able to tell to him in person that I love him and will always miss him, instead of a grave.

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