Two things that I know for sure will happen in life. You are born and you will die. Death .... I have had some rough dealing with death when it comes to family. My grandfather on my dad side, moved to TX and had a heart attack. It was a closed casket - and it didn't fully hit me until I was about 16 and I saw a man that looked just like him. I waved at the man and the man waved back. I LITERALLY was about to walk over to him. Then the flood gates opened and I cried a solid week in my room. He was my pen-pal, first person to put sugar on my popcorn -which my siblings and I do to this day , debate with me, and so forth. It just didn't seem real, because I didn't see him again. I didn't SEE him in the casket, but I knew he was in the casket. My grandmother on my dad side passed away from breast cancer and a tumor ( if i'm not mistaken ). I was there the entire ordeal. From her being mobile to just laying in the bed making noises. I was in the room when she passed. ...
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