Tears in my eyes

The tears are falling quietly, splashing onto my glasses and falling on the desk. They are coming regardless of how many times I wipe my eyes and clean my glasses. The world is a bit hazy at the moment, a little bit off-centre…

The call came as I was getting ready for work. My cousin was at the other end and she didn’t really have to say the words ‘He’s gone.’ because I already knew. Noone really rings at 4.40 in the morning unless it’s bad news.

Do I go to work following a death in the family? I don’t know. I want to be with my family, but they’re all far away in Geelong, in London, en route to Ireland and tucked up in bed. I walk out the gate and call my sister. She knew the moment I called why I was calling. We share our grief, then say our goodbyes. I keep on walking to the railway station in the cold thinking about Granda.

His love of smoking. His need to have the house as warm and stuffy as possible. His taste for a very strong cup of tea, preferably stewed. His birthday cards with a little poem inside each one. His reminiscing with me about what my dad and auntie Dee were like as children, the same age as my kids. His faith and his love for his family.

It’s hard to say you miss someone you saw only irregularly, but I feel completely wretched at the moment, even more so because I’m not with my aunts and uncles and cousins who are feeling even worse than I. I think the worst thing is my dad is heading over yet again, too late to say goodbye.

About these ads

21 Comments

Filed under bookgrrl

21 responses to “Tears in my eyes

  1. Oh Steph. I get entirely where you are coming from, be kind to yourself, grieve, hug your children. xx

  2. Steph, your post brought tears to my eyes too, remembering the passing of my own grandparents.
    I don’t think it matters if you saw him often or only occasionally, it\’s always going to hurt to lose someone you love.
    Thinking of you and your family in your grief, and wishing you the comfort of those special memories of your Granda.

  3. Sorry for your lost – it’s never easy even though it’s someone you don’t see regularly :(

  4. Huge love to you and your family. <3

  5. Family, so special, we should never take them for granted. Hug your family. Remind yourself how precious they are.
    Your dad will at least be able to share his grief with his sister, whom I assume is over there.

  6. Tony

    So sorry, take care of yourself. He’ll always be with you. xx

  7. Sharon

    So Sorry Steph, hugs and kisses don’t help much but mine all come to you right now. Xx

  8. So sorry for your loss Steph. It is never easy to lose a grandparent. Cherish the wonderful memories that you have. My thoughts are with you.

  9. Steph, I am so sorry to read of your loss :-( I am glad you have happy memories of him to hold dear. Thinking of you.

  10. Thinking of you at this sad time xoxo

  11. Pingback: Writing, Bookgrrl Style | There she goes

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s