I set my old bedroom (at my parents house) up for my Gran to visit. It feels so strange… Grandpa is gone. Forever. Gran is coming to visit. Then later she will come to stay forever.
I’m really looking forward to Gran living with Mum and Dad because I think our relationship will grow a lot and I’ll really enjoy spending time with her. I’m just still feeling very mixed up about this whole scenario.
Also, Grandpa’s funeral was one of the saddest things I’ve ever done/been to. I went to the cemetery on Saturday and talked to him… god I miss him so much.
Send me an anon message or something! My blog has been so quiet lately :)