My grandmother is very poorly at the moment, without being too pessimistic I think we’re coming to the end (sorry, probably better way of phrasing that). I’m devestated, and I feel like I should be coping better. I’m nearly 40 and so fortunate she’s been with us for so long. I feel like everyone expects to lose their grandparent so I should be ok with it but I’m not. I’m a mass of conflicting emotions, from being a bad granddaughter and not seeing her over the years as much as I should, to constantly thinking of my childhood when I thought she was the best thing ever, to the unwavering love she’s given me.
I feel like as an adult you’re just supposed to accept that it’s something that happens, but the grief is overwhelming.