Spring break starts in roughly 18 hours, which is not soon enough for a variety of reasons.
On Thursday evening my grandpa stepped out into eternity. One minute he was talking with my grandma and uncle and the next he was gone.
My grandpa was the center of our tight knit family. He loved spending time with his grandkids and taking us all on family vacations. It's hard to imagine how life with be different without him.
Tonight we all gathered at my grandparents' house, just to be together, and I kept thinking he should be sitting in his spot on the love seat. I haven't been able to process what it means that he is gone. I have a feeling tomorrow at the viewing it will start to sink in.
Stress has been my constant companion lately. I can't seem to shake it.
In the midst of my stress I've made some decisions that I've regretted. I've snapped at people that did not deserve my harsh words, and I've taken my frustrations out on those who had nothing to do with the source of my frustrations. I've been selfish, thinking the world should revolve around me and my problems.
Some would say that stress does that to people. That people under stress have the right to focus on themselves, to be put others on the back burner until the stress decreases.
The more I think about that line of thought, the less I agree. I want to be someone who treats others well, despite the pressure I'm facing. Is that unrealistic?
Is it possible to treat others well while under stress?
