Let me start by saying, I was a single parent. Raising my daughter consumned my life. She was my all. Her father wanted no part in raising her. When she got married and moved out it took me awhile but eventually I adjusted to a life on my own. We were very close and I saw her often. When my grandson was born I developed a very close bond with him as I looked after him for the first year before he went to creche.
A few months ago I received the devastating news that they were immigrating to Ireland. I was shattered. I was losing my precious family and been left behind in SA to grow old without family.
The time passed too quickly and they left. I know this sounds really awful but I secretly hoped things would be so bad they would come back.
They been gone for 2 months now. I cry so mych and miss them dearly. I am extremely jealous that her husband's family get to watch my grandson grow up. My grandson turned 2 last week. Before long he will forget me. He is just too little to hold onto memories.
An I selfish to feel thus way. Will the loss ever get easier. How do I get through this on my own. I know our children are not ours forever and they have a right to choose a life for themselves. She said she wanted me to go with but I can feel she was telling me what she thought I wanted to hear.
COUNTRY, CITY, AREA, PLACE -Game 21