My grampa was very sick for years on and off hospice. It got to the point where I felt like we were just waiting wondering when it was going to happen. He just passed away yesterday morning. Right now I think I'm in the denial phase because it just doesn't seem real yet. I just feel like this has been such a long process and its been very hard watching him get worse and worse. Its hard to admit this but part of me is glad that its over. I don't mean to say that i'm glad hes gone. I loved him very much but it got to the point where it was hard to see him because he wasn't himself. I'm glad that hes in a better place and that he no longer needs to suffer. My issue right now is that my Dad and Uncle decided to wait 3 weeks for the memorial service (until my cousin will be able to be there). I feel like having this might make it seem real and give me closure. I just feel like its been drawn out long enough. I don't want to say anything, its not my place, I understand their decision and I respect it. I just don't know how to make it more real. Maybe I just need more time. Any thoughts?
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