How quickly things get worse. If there was a good reason for me to post in this thread, this would be it...
As we found out last night, my grandfather (on my mom's side) has died at only 66. I couldn't believe it, and when I woke up today I again couldn't believe it. It was just so sudden. He does not live here in Canada. He lives in our home country, and the last my mom talked to him was a few days ago, where he told her he was going to call back. He never did, and this is the next thing we find out. The cause was apparently a heart attack.
Even though he and I were not as close as I would have liked, as in we live in different countries and rarely have seen eachother, it is still a definite loss. My mom is taking it the worst out of the family here, but also we're worried for my grandmother, who lives in the home country as well. Thankfully she isn't alone as my uncle is there supporting her right now.
The emotions I feel about it are a combination of sadness and anger. I think my mother is the same way. It would have been nice to be able to see him again, as the last time he was actually here was a few years ago. And unfortunately we couldn't travel to our country as easily.