Blink of an Eye

Today I had my friend BS over. He's the one that likes pineapples and made me blog about him. He left at about 5:40. Sometime during the hour, my 'grandfather,' a man who had raised me since birth as his own, passed on. I found out about this about ten minutes ago. I'm probably in shock, but, it feels... calming. It's a relief. He went through so much pain everyday from all of his heart problems, and he died in his sleep, on enough morphine to eliminate the pain. He wasn't living anymore, that isn't life. I would say I feel depressed, but, I don't. I feel guilty. I should feel really, really horrible about this, but, I don't. I know he's at peace- Or whatever you get after this, it can't cause any more physical pain, you no longer have a nervous system. Maybe that's enough to keep me feeling as happy as I can about this. I'm very sad, very struck, and do have the urge to cry, but a lot of these will be tears of joy that he doesn't have to carry on through any more pain. 

RIP Kálmán Sinko

Forever in our hearts and memories

You were a truly good man.

You spoiled me far too much.

I'll miss you, but, I'll see you when I pass on.

Until then, I'll cherish the experience.

I'll always love you.

Your grandson,

-E. Tamás