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Post by MAJE on May 23, 2004 11:05:44 GMT -5
OK this is not a easy topic to explain
ok i lost my grandad wenn i was 12 years old and i was named after him
now a few years later i am trying to get to know him the strange thing is that peeps keep tellin me that i look and walk and talk like him my jokes my art my music etc etc i all got it from him the way i dress etc peeps say woow thats how he do it so strange i didnt had to change to really talk to him to get to know him how he was etc etc but now i hear stories from other peeps and family and i really get to know him more and the strange thing is that i miss him
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Post by jamadianUK on May 23, 2004 14:07:37 GMT -5
I lost an aunt to stomach cancer nearly 14yrs ago. I always concentrated on her bossiness and negative views. She was buried in the spring and I gave no thought to it afterwards until christmas came around and her present was missing.She always gave me nightware ( cause I hated wearing nappies then knickers to bed....still do ) I started to bawl my eyes out for like four hours. I still buy nightware thinking of what she would have approved of, she was such a lady when it came to apperance, and had the best manners of the family. I had her name on my breast cancer walk plaque all the way and have kept it......damm I miss my auntie Gee Gee .
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Post by Auset on May 27, 2004 19:18:56 GMT -5
I miss all my loved ones whom in my opinion could have stayed a little longer but God knows...Aunt Plukie...Grandma Bunny...Yusef...Kevin...Joe Joe...
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Post by purpleprincess on Jun 3, 2004 0:22:56 GMT -5
Even though I was only 12 when she passed, my Ma-Dear is missed something terrible. I spent almost all of my summers with her and my Paw-Paw until she passed. I'm sure if she were still here, we wouldn't have the drama in our family that exists now. I'm sure she's rolling in her grave watching her adult offspring act like little immature kids... Miss u much Ma-Dear (u too Paw-Paw)
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Post by Style4ya on Jun 3, 2004 16:02:54 GMT -5
I miss my great grandparents. I used to love going to their house on the weekends. There are even certain songs that come on that I have named "grandmom songs" because those songs would always be playing on the way to her house.
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