Evening everyone!
I found out 2 days ago that my amazing Grandad on my mum’s side passed away on Friday 8th December, of septicaemia. He was lovely, hilarious, resilient and had the best advice, especially when I was going through a rough time a few years back. My mum didn’t want to tell me until I was home from uni for the Christmas holidays, which is perfectly understandable (I couldn’t comfort her over the phone, and she couldn’t comfort me either
) so the grief is pretty fresh. I was upset when my mum told me on Friday, but I know that he would want me to carry on, and he told me the day before he was proud of me 
I’m ‘okay’, I guess. I lost another grandparent back in September which was completely unexpected, so the grief from that is still there, on top of this. I just want to keep an eye on my mum, as she’s never had to go through the pain of losing a parent. She had been close to losing my Grandad many times, but it was something so simple that made him lose the will to fight?!
I’m just here to vent, really. I’ve talked to my parents about him and we’ve shared happy memories and had a laugh, which is what he’d want us to be doing. I’m sure there are some of you who have lost a parent/grandparent, so know what I’m talking about.
Have a lovely evening and week :)