Monday, December 19, 2005

Willis Alfred Hood Jr.

My grandpa died this morning...57 years of chain smoking, marijuana and alcohol gave him lung cancer and emphizema and they took him away from me today. Worst part is, he didn't know Jesus. He hated religion of all kinds and never became a Christian, which means I'm never going to see him again. I'm just glad I got to visit him again before he went. The last thing I heard him say was "Stop pulling on the damn blankets!" as my mom tried to cover his feet while he was laying in his hospital bed last night. Honestly, I'd rather have my redneck, cussing-like-a-sailor grandfather than none at all. At least that way he'd still be here and there'd still be a chance. This is the first time I've ever felt truely hopeless.

3 Comments:

Blogger Bethany Bylsma said...

praying for you shmoopie. Hang in there...give me a call if you want. 243-426-5180

10:24 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I wish I could say something meaningful to that post, but I can't. Peace be with you.
zwzdedcsn.

11:50 PM  
Blogger jbgrinch said...

he amy not have been a follower but dont sell god short. I would like to beleve that god will give the gooed souls a second chance for a walk in heaven. Im sorry that he is gone but glad you got to see him before he left this world.

love and prayers
jeremy

5:11 PM  

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