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Shaken...and kinda stirred So my PawPaw has lung cancer. We went to lunch today, with him... and mom had told us beforehand that she was worried he was coming to tell her something. He'd told them about finding something on his lungs... but... I guess now it's dangerous. The first clue I had that something was definitely wrong, was when we went to eat, and he had Stephanie and I sit at a different table. Close by, but out of hearing range if they lowered their voices. Dad went to get a drink after I came back from the restroom. When I had come back, I saw their expressions. They were different. I think I went knowing that he'd tell them when I left. I went to get a refill, and dad just told me he has lung cancer. He said we'd talk more about it later. I don't want to talk more about it. My PawPaw wasn't my favorite grandparent for a while... he had been grumpy and mean for as far back as I can remember... but now, he's different. Before he found out, I mean... he's been trying. And it shows. I don't mind being around him now... and now, god, I don't even know how much longer I'll get to. I don't know any of the details. Curable? I have no idea. I'm clueless. And kind of shaken up. So... if you'll excuse me... *love, hugs, bye* <-Ghost-> |
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