After five days in the hospital, my grandad passed away. It happened last night around nine, and of course my mom and dad had to go right to the hospital. It was peaceful though, and he was with three of my uncles. It was the best way to go for him, surrounded by his family.
Around midnight my parents came home and I went to bed, just thinking about him and wishing I got to talk to him properly before he died. But today was way better. The phone has been ringing off the hook and friend and relatives have been popping in for visits.
And the food train has started. This morning I awoke, took a shower and headed downstairs to find this on the table:
Needless to say it was a satisfying breakfast.
Like I said, the mood this morning is much better. When something tragic happens in the family, I'm more of a "mourn and move-on" kind of person. Sure, it's sad, but I know he's in a better place. And I'm gonna try to be strong for my siblings too.
Art really has been a life-saver for me. My camera hasn't left my presence this whole morning. I'm snapping my sadness away ;)
the tutorial here :)
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