My maternal grandad died last night. He'd been ill in hospital a couple of weeks ago, but had been cleared to go home. He was only 68. I didn't know him very well, due to some family politics and the fact he lived miles away (north of the Thames!), but I spent one of the most memorable weeks of my life with him. 1998 was a very important year for me and the week I spent with Big Dad and Derek was a week I really discovered who I was, where I was going and where I could have a break from some of the emotions I was feeling back home.
Big Dad, you shall be sorely missed. Intelligent and just the right side of mad. Love ya.
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Jae, I'm so sorry.
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*hugs*
ReplyDeleteMy thoughts are with you Jae.
ReplyDeleteI know this doesn't sound much but it was said to me when my mother died...
"The good get taken first"
Warm hugs
Mark xxxx
I am sorry to hear you lost your grandpa, especially so young.
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All the best
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I´m very sorry
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Sorry to hear about your Grandad mate. Thinking of you. Kev xxx
ReplyDeleteSorry to hear that dude, glad you have some good memories.
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