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My granddad died today. I'm still processing the thought - my mum called me around 4PM-ish, and while it sank in a bit while I was waiting for the bus with nothing else to think about, I don't think it's going to be real till the funeral on Wednesday. You know how it goes. It wasn't really a surprise, but it still kinda was. At least it was painless - he didn't "feel himself die", as we say. Not that it's going to make it any easier once I really come to grips with the fact that my only grandfather is dead (my aitaxi, my Basque granddad, died when I was a year old, but I've known my papi all my life).
I'll deal, of course - I guess I'm essentially a cheerful enough person (at the core, I mean) but for now I feel a little... lost. I spent the rest of the afternoon and the evening with my fiancé and my best friend (my Melody, best girl mate in the world) so it dulls the edges, and François' coming with me to the funeral, which is a comfort. In the meantime, I'll think of my granddad and remember the good bits, and while right now it's a bit hard to reminisce fortunately I actually have a good stash of them.
So... I'll be fine. I know that when I need to curl up and cry I will, but I'll be fine.
I'll deal, of course - I guess I'm essentially a cheerful enough person (at the core, I mean) but for now I feel a little... lost. I spent the rest of the afternoon and the evening with my fiancé and my best friend (my Melody, best girl mate in the world) so it dulls the edges, and François' coming with me to the funeral, which is a comfort. In the meantime, I'll think of my granddad and remember the good bits, and while right now it's a bit hard to reminisce fortunately I actually have a good stash of them.
So... I'll be fine. I know that when I need to curl up and cry I will, but I'll be fine.