I just got the call from his mother, my grandmother.
He was 31, and nobody knows why but he was found by a friend slumped over a chair early this morning.
The best way I can describe him is as an estranged older brother. We grew up together, oftentimes living in the same household, and fought constantly. He was the sort of person that could make you laugh and feel pissed off at the same time. My childhood is absolutely filled with memories of trying to impress him and his older friends (and failing.) He’s always struggled behaviorally, even as a child, but as he got older it became a deep depression and drug addiction. That actually softened my feelings about him a lot, because I can relate to depression and saw how his pain motivated his actions. Over the last several years we’ve really only seen one another a few times a year, hence ‘‘estranged’’ … but still, he’s a big part of me in a weird way.
I have never had anybody die before so I’m not really sure how to handle it. Am I supposed to send a condolence card even if I spend several days with my family in support? I wasn’t even sure who I’m supposed to talk about it with, and when. I’m really confused and very un-expert at this. I wanted to drive to see my grandmother immediately, but she didn’t want me driving in the dark. She said tomorrow will be more difficult because she has to go to the funeral home.
This is an absolute shock. When she got on the phone I thought she was going to tell me my grandfather has passed. I am extremely close to both of my grandparents, they are for all intents and purposes the people who raised me and gave me unconditional love. My grandmother is a self-sacrificing saint who suffers from fibromyalgia and is in pain and depression every day. She was very, VERY close to her son – at times the only one who would defend him. This I can honestly say is the worst possible thing that could happen to her. Even from the bottomless pit of her grief she said to me, ‘‘You have no idea what a blessing you are to me and your grandfather. You will never be able to imagine.’’ That is what an amazing person she is, she is ALWAYS thinking of other people. I am getting all emotional just thinking about this again.
He leaves behind two children aged 8 and 6. My grandparents will be raising my cousin Nick from now on. In a way, they already were. You couldn’t fathom the trauma that child has gone through. Nobody even knows where his mother is right now – she lost custody of him when she disappeared from a drug rehab clinic. Grandma said the hardest thing was telling him – he thought she was playing a trick on him. My heart hurts for them both right now. And for my Aunt, who is 30 and was also very close to him. It’s so hard to know so many of the people you love are in such pain and be unable to do anything about it.
I’ve talked to my Mom and Grandma and they seem safe for the night, so I guess we’re just sitting tight until tomorrow. I’m sorry for babbling. I really don’t know what I should be doing right now. I’m lucky I lived to be 25 before experiencing a death but it really has come as such a tremendous shock. We are moving out of state this August and I really didn’t want to abandon my grandmother in the first place, but now I just can’t fathom it.
Thanks for listening,
Christy