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How can we not talk about family, when family’s all that we got? Everything I would do, you were standing there by my side. And now you gon’ be with me for the last ride. – Wiz Khalifa, “See You Again”

Things Are Not Alright

Although it seems the problems I thought I had solved I really didn’t, there has been more than the site on my mind in recent times to worry about fixing them.

You see, my Nana passed away last week.

Nana Sheila (grandmother from my mother’s side) passed away suddenly, albeit not entirely unexpectedly, after a brief fight with brain cancer. It was tough to see a woman who was as sharp as a tack in the Spring fade so quickly over the Summer and be gone before the year is done. Thankfully the fact that she passed away in her sleep without much pain or agony is somewhat discomforting. She had always told her family that should she ever become dependent on us (or in her words, a weight to drag us down) that we should simply take her up north, put her on an iceberg, and float her out to sea. Obviously we didn’t necessarily carry the same opinion, but in some manner of speaking she did get her wish as she was not hospitalized long before she slipped away. It just hurts to know that I didn’t really get that last chance to see her as I had no idea the end was so near.

Although I’m sure the year hasn’t been as bad as I think it to be, I’ve lost both of my grandmothers this year. My Grandma Jessie (from my father’s side) passed away this summer after when she simply faded away over a number of years. When my Grandpa Cecil passed away nearly eight years ago, my Grandma was shocked (and I would be lying if I didn’t say we were as well) that she had outlived him. He had always been a fighter, having been shot down in combat during the Second World War but having the will to recover and lead a successful life. Even after his heart attacks (he had a big one and then another smaller one a few years after), he worked out twice a week, watched what he ate, and was in such good spirits the last time I saw, that it was shocking to think that his body simply decided it was time and began to shut down. So when she finally found peace by joining Grandpa, it was also hard to take at the time but we were able to accept she had gone to a better place.

As I type this, I no longer have any living Grandparents and it hurts. Whether it was the times my Grandpa Cecil and I would watch the planes at the airport, that my Papa Bill would give us grandkids a loonie or toonie just for visiting him no matter how often, that my Grandma Jessie would cook a fantastic dinner that had mouthwatering leftovers galore, or when Nana Sheila would provide that seasoned and caring advice that a Grandson would occasionally need, I am going to miss it all.

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