I hate threads like this but need a place to release my anger/grief whatever you want to call it but my grandfather is severely ill and been told he has less than two weeks to live. He's set to be 91 on November 28 and has lived a great life etc. Of course he was a special part of my life as when I was younger we'd go to his house almost every Thursday to visit with my cousins. Also his place was the meeting place for birthdays, Christmas etc. As much as would love to see him continue to live there's also a part of me that doesn't because of the fear of when it will happen. Unfortunately I probably won't be able to see him again as he's now in Florida because he's a snow bird but did talk to him on Sunday.