It was only a matter of time.
Back on 18th November, my grandmother died – less than 10 months after my grandfather. I’m not the oldest member of our branch of this rather depressing little tree.
There’s my wife and me (who aren’t planning on having kids), my brother is rapidly approaching 30 and yet to settle. Both our parents were single children – mum through adoption. It’s hardly a thicket we’re discussing here.
Going back up the family name, my grandfather’s only brother died during WWII without having kids, and I think their father was the only boy in the family. Our little branch of a relatively rare surname (50 entries in the UK phonebooks) look like it lies just on our shoulders.
Our plans have to change too… there’s no way I can afford to take on the half million pound house that I grew up in, so it’s getting sold off.
One way or another, everything has changed in the last fortnight…
Tags: all change, death, family
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Mon 28th Dec '09
07:19 UTC CreativepainIt’s shit hon. I know how it feels. We are an immensely small family (although with a somewhat more common surname) and now there is one person left with that surname and he is my half-brother. Other than that we have my sister and me (who haven’t spoken since we left after clearing out dad’s house) and my half-sister who appears to have stopped talking to us too.
Now we are minus Gordon’s mum too (ok, step-mum but that’s a technicality) and although he has much more in the way of extended family (and an even more common surname) our family does seem really rather small now. Christmas was me and him (and the dog) and a microwave meal.
It’s a shame you’re having to sell the house. I hope that doesn’t drag on forever.
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