Blood... (Part two)
I split this up into two blogs because the other one is really too long. I'm sorry if you've been reading and your bored already, you have my permission to stop reading... Anyway...
Everyone was talking about everything other than Jane (far too upsetting) and according to my Dad it was unbelievable how well everybody kept it together especially Simon. Then conversation turned to where I was again and my Dad phoned me to see if I was alright. I asked him to put Grandma on and I just broke down thinking about Granddad and because she was surrounded by family members all of whom loved Granddad as much as I did (Aunty Joyce is Granddad's sister and Uncle Richard is his son etc) she couldn't exactly make a fuss of me over the phone where everyone heard. So she left me be to cry my heart out.
I decided to run myself a bath so I got in it and stuck some Linkin Park on in true Jade style. Twenty minutes or so later, I hear a knock at my door. Grandma came to see me to make sure I was alright and I didn't cry or mention Granddad once when she was here telling me the events of the day. There was that mutual understanding it was best not to mention it.
Mum said she couldn't believe how Simon held it all together as well especially when he's just lost the love of his life and is now facing life as a single parent. Everyone spent a few hours at the hotel and Nan suggested that our side of the family (not Jane's... For some reason, we don't get on with them and today proved that with the seating...) all go back to her house for a few hours for a friendly catch up. Everyone went back apart from Grandma (who by this time was with me) and Aunty Christine because Aunty Christine was off to see the Canadian side of our family over in Blackpool and it's a good three hours drive.
At Nan's house, everything was healed between everyone. There was no anger there any more and Uncle Duncan said when everything has settled down we'll all have a family party again (Oh I do love those!) and in his words 'we can see how all the kids have grown up' (meaning me, Adam, Joseph and Connor) . Obviously, it's far too soon to be even thinking about partying when Jane's death has shook everybody so badly.
I guess the point of these two blogs is that family is so, so important and now I'm regretting not being able to show my face today and to see my family who obviously all love each other as a family should. I guess one good thing has come out of this tragedy; that we're all going to be so much closer than before and may be things can return to how it was when I was growing up... We're like a wolf pack. Everyone looks after each other.
And I've got more to blog about about something I've decided to do which may be life changing for me... x