My grandfather died early Saturday morning. 10 months after my grandmother, his wife of 62 years, died. I’m sad but at the same time I’m glad they’re at peace and hopefully together.
I don’t know if I believe in heaven or God or anything but for their sake I hope there’s something so they can be together again.
Weirdly, I feel a bit like I imagine it would feel like to be an orphan. They were a huge part of my life so, though my parents are both alive and well, I feel slightly lost for now.