So I got back after Christmas at my grandparents. Wow does it suck sometimes to be a grown-up at Christmas. As far as presents goes, well...let's just say there was lots of redundancy. Christmas dinner was delicious, par usual, and it was good to get to see people. Once again I found my age reduced to 12 when I walked through the door but such is life I suppose.
The hardest part for me was seeing my grandfather. He's had two or three surgeries this year for crushed vertebrae and nerves. It was heartbreaking to watch him get around and from what I understand he is mountains better than he has been. At one point I had to open the candy wrapper for him because he couldn't get his fingers to work. It was very sad to me and I'm not sure how to deal with it. I don't have any great-grandparents left but I was absent when they all started to go down hill. I had just never dealt mentally with the fact that my grandparents are getting old. And, frankly, it scares the crap out of me. I can't imagine my life without them there. They are often the bridges between my parents and myself and they help me feel proud of myself for how far I've come in my life. This just hurts.
The hardest part for me was seeing my grandfather. He's had two or three surgeries this year for crushed vertebrae and nerves. It was heartbreaking to watch him get around and from what I understand he is mountains better than he has been. At one point I had to open the candy wrapper for him because he couldn't get his fingers to work. It was very sad to me and I'm not sure how to deal with it. I don't have any great-grandparents left but I was absent when they all started to go down hill. I had just never dealt mentally with the fact that my grandparents are getting old. And, frankly, it scares the crap out of me. I can't imagine my life without them there. They are often the bridges between my parents and myself and they help me feel proud of myself for how far I've come in my life. This just hurts.