Sorry, I haven’t been feeling very humourous lately…

I’m sorry that this isn’t a very funny piece, but I just need to get a few things off my chest. My grandfather’s dying. He only has a few days left. I honestly don’t know how to feel about it. I feel like I should be mourning him, but him and I never had a good relationship. In fact, he was quite cold towards me. I did try when I was younger to have some sort of relationship with him, but he rejected me. Last Christmas he was quite civil towards me, but I think the “thank you” he gave me for my Christmas present was probably the longest conversation we’ve had in a long time that didn’t include him putting me down in some way. However, I still feel like a cold bitch. Everytime I try to call up some feelings of mourning all I can think of is how horrible he was towards, not just me, but his family as well. I honestly hope that to others he was good and that maybe now he has realized what he has done and turned to God to beg forgiveness. I may not like him, but I don’t want him to pass with all the things he did to the people he was supposed to love the most on his soul. I’m going to be staying with my dad and my grandmother for awhile, although I recognize that I’m doing it for my grandmother’s sake and not his. She deserved better, but what’s done is done. I just hope now that he passes peacefully and that she’s not too overwhelmed with grief. She’s probably never felt more alone than she does now. I hope I can be some comfort to her. I will certainly try my best to do so. Thank you for listening to me and may God rest his soul.