I'm pausing this story for a little.
I don't ever really like making chapters like this, I don't ever want to let anyone down, especially those so dedicated to being patient for this story.
But in my current circumstances, I'm not sure if I can write without it tearing me up inside.
Starting this book, I used inspiration from my own life experiences. Idk if that explanation is still in my 'before we begin' chapter. I guess I never really knew how true this would be for me.
Basically, my grandfather is terminal. He has been for some time, and his state has deteriorated very quickly since. But luckily, he is not in any pain.
I never thought writing this story that it would coincidentally predict the future, and yet it is happening right before my eyes.
That being said, it hasn't really hit me yet, it feels so fake. He truely has such a big impact on my life, and he brought me a childhood that I can look back on with a fondness. I'm thankful for every moment with him and when the time comes to say goodbye, I just know it will hurt.
I hope the I remember all these memories with him, and keep them alive.
Life is crazy, a big f*cking mess. But it's the same thing we all go through, we can only move through it together.
Thank you for all the support you have given me on this story. You inspire me to keep writing. But for now, I need to be with my family, and I hope I continue to have your support.
Thank you, Jemz.
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