If your granddad was with you now, he would want you to be happy.
My old fella died at Christmas, quite a while ago now.
I still miss him every day, but in a good way. It takes a while.
If I’m upset or struggling, I dream about him.
At first it was incredibly painful, because I missed him so much when I woke up and realised he wasn’t really there.
Now, it’s a comfort.
Btw, I’ve never met you, but you are one of the reasons I’m now training to be a Nursing Associate. Thank you.
The fact that you did this selfless thing for your grandparents speaks volumes about you.
Take care.