A few hours after I scheduled my last post, we were told that my Grandpops Jeff probably weren’t going to make it through the night. As the hours went on, things drastically changed and he passed away in the early hours of the third of March. This happened eight weeks to the day from my paternal grandfather passing and it’s hard to put into words or summarise how that feels.
Like my other Granddad, we were all around my Grandpops Jeff as he passed; which again, it doesn’t make it feel any better. It doesn’t feel as though I’ve begun grieving either of my grandfathers. It’s all happened so fast there’s not really been a moment to catch my breath; which was how I felt when I wrote this post.
This time it’s slightly different in that there’s so much more to do. With my Granddad Stan’s funeral, we had to wait a lot longer for a date and therefore had a bit more time to help my nana. This time everything is happening a lot faster, there’s more people on hand to help which is great but there’s also far more to get done. My Grandpop’s was still very much active and working until the day he was taken to hospital. He runs his own garage that he works solo on, and while he has some wonderful friends that are very hands on in helping us -it’s still a lot to get done.
As I write this, we have only spent a day or so up at the garage sorting through his stuff and I’m going to be honest -we didn’t even put a dent into what has got to be done. It’s a mammoth task for sure and I don’t know how long it will take us to get through it all. At the same time as this is happening, we are also still helping my other nana out a lot and there’s so much work at her house to be done too. Because of this, I don’t know how active this space will be for now and I think it’s best to sign off for a moment and give myself a moment to breathe.
I will be back for sure; and hopefully I will have lots to share with you lovely lot but for now this is bye.
Cheerio for now!