I lost my grandfather on Christmas day last year. I am still having trouble accepting the fact that he is gone. I had just seen him the week before and talked with him and he was perfectly fine. He had been having problems with dizzy spells and he had fallen and hit the back of his ear on the coffee table. It didn't help that he was on blood thinners either. I got the call on Christmas Eve that he was in a Coma, but I couldn't get up the courage to go and see him like that. I wanted to remember him how I saw him last.When I hung up the phone I threw it across the room and my sis in law asked what was wrong and I told her and she said it was his time to go in a very sarcastic way. I just wanted to runaway and hide after she said that. Why did this happen on a day that is suppose to bring joy and happiness. I don't know if Christmas time will ever be the same for me again. I feel bad because I have a daughter and I don't want to ruin it for her, but I just don't have the joy about Christmas anymore I don't even look forward to it coming again this year. I have never been able to deal with death since I lost my father at the age of 5.
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