Hi, i feel kind of awkward posting this on an internet forum…but i just need to write this all down i guess and talk about it.
so today around 2:00 i got a call from my mom, she told me to immeadiatley come home and that something terrible had happened. I rushed home from riding not fully expecting the news that hit me. There was a bad car accident, my grandfather was driving and my aunt was in the passenger seat. They were driving in the mountains and ended up in the blind spot of a semi truck, the truck went to change lanes without seeing them and pushed them into oncoming traffic. My aunt died instantly, my grandfather in in ICU right now and is out cold, it isnt looking good.
It is times like this that make you realize how fragile life is.
I don’t know how to respond to that, I’m real sorry man. 
Hope your grandpa pulls through
Death is a very difficult thing to handle; it’s something that I’m still dealing with, even years later. My father died when I was eleven - and this month, on the 29th, it will be the seven-year anniversary. My great-grandmother, my dad’s grandma, died later that year - she was 98, he was 48.
I’m fortunate to have not had many deaths in the family, but I understand what you’re going through. People grieve at different rates, and, lately, I’ve been sad a lot. I didn’t know what to attribute this abnormal depression to, but it must be the upcoming anniversary.
My condolences to you and your family. Good luck - you’ll get through it.
Wow, that is awful news. You and your family will be in my thoughts and prayers as you deal with the difficult times ahead. I hope to hear soon that your Grandfather is recovering in ICU. So sorry to hear about your Aunt. I am guessing that is your Grandfathers daughter. I can’t imagine what your family is going through. Keep us informed. You know we really do care no matter how inane it gets on this forum. Chad
yes difficult indeed.
a big thing to realise is that each person has a different reaction and handles this in the long run with fairly different behaviours. To accept that relatives have different ways of dealing with death is important so that you can balance personal and group handling of the pain.
losing parents is hard but losing a child is way worse: it destroys you unless you get help to cope with that.
I’m really sory to hear that. I hope your family can help eachother, and especially your grandfather.
my grandfather recently died it really is hard to get over
My condolences, hope your grandfather makes it.
I am so sorry to hear this. I really do hope your grandfather is going to be ok.
my cousin at 17 was kiled in a car accident suddenly along with 2 others because of some complete idiot who tried to ramp the car. i think about her every single day, and miss her. she is always on my mind. one of the only people who i can say i like. i miss her. one day we’ll be in heaven though, with no worries, and with God, forever. and everything else wont matter. im really sorry to hear that. deepest condolences to you, your mom, and family.
My deepest condolences to you and your family. I know that it can be very hard. I’ve lost both my parents (though not in any accident. Natural causes). We all figure out ways to get through it. I hope your grandfather can pull through.
That sucks.
At least they’re away from the hell that is life.
Oh man that is
Just recently somthing bad happend to my grampa. He didn’t die, but almost. It was probably around 2:00 aswell and my grampa called our house saying he needed a ride to the hospital.Since he’s over 80 and cant barely drive himself on a good day we went to get him not knowing how bad he was or what he really was having trouble with. When we got over there he was peeing out blood and was so scary white. I can’t say enouph how white he was. Worst than anything I have seen ever.
We called my mom since she is a nurse and stayed home because we all though this was just a quick drive to the hospital. And she said to have him lie down. [B]He was in a chair all shaky and very very very very cold and ver very white. My grama was already freaking out. Then suddenly he dropped back and was passed out. All hell broke loose at that time. My gramma started crying and went over to his side. We all thought he was dead. We called 911 and got an ambulance but they were all out so we had to take things into our own hands. We made many fast calls and soon we had some others over to help. By this time he is on the floor white as a sheet of paper and cold. I am starting to feel faint because I can’t believe what is happening. I thought I was watching my grampa die.
We got him rolled onto a board and carried him into the back of our jeep. He was on the way to the hospital… and fast. When he got there he had to have blood given to him because he lost so much of it. We found out he had a tear in one of his arteries and it was filling his bladder. The Doc said he if we would have got there any later he would have been dead in a few hours.[/B]I really do have bad pictures in my head about how it was that day, and I couldn’t imagine if I actually did lose my grampa.
But everything happens for a reason. But Iam sorry to hear about that accident.
Your story reminds to one of a famous stand-up comedian in the netherlands:
He also have very serious parts in his show, and once he told he once went to an theater for an performance and met his parents on the road having the same destignation. They didn’t noticed him. They were so very happy and luckaly together. The same moment he wished they would be hit by a train that would kill them instantly.
I was kind of shocked hearing it. But before he explained I understoot. Why? because he loved them! He did not want one of his parents to miss the other, or to suffer those sometimes nasty last days others have. Or see the other suffer.
Earlier this year I’ve had some ackward deaths within my family. I’m very sorry these things just happen, also among the beloved people in your family.
Death is one thing you can be sure of in live. And as you are 17, you probably realize they did’nt want to live forever on this earth. I hope you may share some better days with your granddad, but if not then hopefully above words may help you see at least some positive elements in this sad event.
thanks to everyones kind words, it really does mean alot.
my grandpa is slowly stabalizing, which is great news. He still hasn’t come around, but that is partly because they have him on so many things at this point.
I am doing ok with the death, i realize that with life there must be death. It is a cycle, i almost want to even call it going to the next phase of this journey we are all on.
The hardest part about this is watching my family be so saddened over this.
I don’t have many fears, I do not fear death, I only fear the sadness that I know will touch those I am close to when i die.
Yup…so true. Why fear death when it is one of the things that only comes once? Well, I can’t say I know what you’re going through…I can, but not without lying anyways. My great-grandma died when I was 4, I barely knew her! Either way, I acted like if I was two. I couldn’t do anything. To me it wasn’t that much of a sad experience, it was instead rather awkward. So everyone(was) sad…and I wondered why, they probably told me she was sleeping, and I was thinking something like “Why is everyone so sad she’s sleeping?”…I’m not helping! So, sometimes when you’re younger(sorta 7+) they tell you he/she will be there on the most important days of your life(graduation, wedding…I can’t think of a lot right now…) but that’s a complete lie, they’re in heaven, doing something, like…planting a tree! when God walks by and says something, “Hey, (insert name here), nice weather today, the plants are doing fine, right?” wait, He shouldn’t ask, He knows everything…Yeah, that’s Him, confusing us the Earth people… 
But it’s like they lived here on Earth, except nicer…like, ooh! I know! Since they don’t have to worry about their health they’re surfing on glass waves! I dunno… 
Yup…so true. Why fear death when it is one of the things that only comes once? Well, I can’t say I know what you’re going through…I can, but not without lying anyways. My great-grandma died when I was 4, I barely knew her! Either way, I acted like if I was two. I couldn’t do anything. To me it wasn’t that much of a sad experience, it was instead rather awkward. So everyone(was) sad…and I wondered why, they probably told me she was sleeping, and I was thinking something like “Why is everyone so sad she’s sleeping?”…I’m not helping! So, sometimes when you’re younger(sorta 7+) they tell you he/she will be there on the most important days of your life(graduation, wedding…I can’t think of a lot right now…) but that’s a complete lie, they’re in heaven, doing something, like…planting a tree! when God walks by and says something, “Hey, (insert name here), nice weather today, the plants are doing fine, right?” wait, He shouldn’t ask, He knows everything…Yeah, that’s Him, confusing us the Earth people… But it’s like they lived here on Earth, except nicer…like, ooh! I know! Since they don’t have to worry about their health they’re surfing on glass waves! I dunno…