i’m going to stop making posts about my grandpa for awhile just to try and cheer myself up since my face is blotchy, my nose is raw from the constant wiping/rubbing and i’m wracking my brain and need to stop
my grandfather passed away in his sleep earlier at 4 a.m so i went with my mum and we all just cried and cried until they came to take him at 9:14. i’ll write a more detailed summary of everything but i just want to say that i know his angel is with me already. i had an phenomenal experience already and i love my grandfather, baba kia/reza kiaie/baba joon SO much. i’m glad you’re...
my mum wants me to write a speech and present it/talk at the funeral and i want to, i really do. but i also don’t because 1. i don’t want my grandfather to pass, 2. i don’t want to accept that he is passing, and, 3. i feel like i’ve got so much to say and i’ll leave something incredibly [important] out and will remember it later on and wrack my brain over it...