Dealing with Death

The year is not even a month old and my family has had to say good-bye to my Grandma and now my Grandpa. At my Grandma’s funeral, he proclaimed how he no longer wanted to live, now that she was gone. Loving someone so much, that life just quits on you. It must be an amazing feeling to love someone so much. Grandpa Jasper only made it 18 days after his wife passed. I believe for him, that it was 18 days too long. He was the only Grandpa I really ever knew. He was my Grandma’s 7th husband and he stuck it out for 50 years with her. He wasn’t technically my real Grandpa, but he was my REAL Grandpa. My Dad’s birth father, I only met a few times. Grandpa Jasper was there for birthdays, holidays, baptisms, etc. He was a crazy old guy that loved getting into trouble. He was always getting yelled at by my Grandma, or my mother. My Mom once caught him in our living room throwing popcorn seeds in the fireplace and having my younger brothers try to catch them as they popped, in the crackling fire. He always made me giggle, cuz he just didn’t care who liked him. He would say what he wanted, he would usually get yelled after, but his expression never changed…he just carried on. I am happy he is now with Grandma, he had no desire to live without her. I have no more Grandparents now; they have all gone to a bigger party. I know my Grandma and Grandpa are looking down or up sipping a whisky and laughing right now.