A Life Passing

I have had a lot going on in my life.  This past week alone, I have dealt with a lot.  I packed up the rest of my apartment and turned in the keys, had a flat tire in the middle of the night, had to replace three of my tires, and injured my foot.  All this in three days.  The worst part of the week happened on Tuesday morning, when my grandfather passed away.  He and I were not close, but that doesn't mean that I didn't care for him very much.  He was recently diagnosed with a rare and vicious type of cancer that crippled his body in a matter of weeks.  He had a brain tumor the size of a tangerine removed not even a month ago, and now he isn't here anymore.  He was first diagnosed in March, and was a functioning adult up until his brain surgery.  It was a terminal cancer, and all I can think is at least he didn't have to suffer.  He hadn't gone through radiation or chemo, and while the last moments of his life he was in great discomfort, it did not last very long.  With everything that had been going on at the time, visiting him during his last hours was difficult, but I did manage to see him one last time.  While I knew that this was the final goodbye, finding out six hours later that he had passed was still surreal.  He had been in hospice for a week, and the emergency room several days before that.  I am not close to my family, only seeing them once or twice a year.  I don't have the best relationship with my parents either, so this whole situation has been very difficult and confusing for me to process.  I pride myself on my strength, and it has helped me get through this week.  While it is difficult for me to stay focused at work right now, for the most part I am taking it as well as I expected.

RIP Robert Wegner