How shall I put it ...?
On Monday morning I arrived at work straight from the airport and my Mum called me that my Father's Father died on Monday morning April 23rd at 10 a.m. It came all of a sudden to me but they knew from Thursday that he was admitted to hospital with some kind of heartstroke but they prevented me from knowing as I was about to leave for a weekend holiday to the Netherlands. Meanwhile I light-heartedly enjoyed the Flatland, he was almost unconsious and dying slowly.
He left us piecefully, almost no pain. No one recognised that he had a 6-cm tumor in the head - the doctors found it out on Wednesay last week. But he was falling slowly into his inner word and there was no chance that he would be submitted to any kind of oncological treatment ...
On Monday morning he had no strenght to go on and stepped to the other world. My 2 Grandfathers are in heaven - one of them is digging in the heavenly garden and the other one is doing some woodcarving.
REST IN PEACE!
1 comment:
Vladi, to me je moc lito :( hlavne, ze netrpel!!!
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