06-12-2007, 05:09 AM
My grandfather died of lung cancer too, its pretty tough but I didnt cry and I kind of hated myself for that but I dont think that tears really mean anything, I just started remembering hem and how he was, what we did with hem In particular I remembered that every summer I used to spend some time with grandma and grandpa and we would always sit down and solve crossword puzzles together- I dont know why but that memory struck me the most that I would never be able to do that anymore to see him and talk to him... but I guess we are all supposed to go sometime and hopefully we will see each other again on the other side...