So basically, my grandma (not revealing name for personal/safety purposes) died on 2 July, 2021 after a few months battling advanced pancreatic cancer. We planned to scatter her ashes in a town in Cornwall, which I also won't reveal for safety purposes, on a beach we used to visit on holiday. It holds a lot of happy memories, and my grandma loved the beach, so it was a perfect send-off.
However, the ashes are still at my grandma's old house, and I think my aunt is being funny about handing them over (idk the whole story because I don't really want to invade my mum's private conversations). So idk whether we're actually gonna scatter them or not.
Another thing. My grandad (my grandma's husband, just to clarify) f**ked off and decided to ignore my entire family for I don't know how long now- maybe since December 2021? Anyway, he ran away when my uncle tried to tell him we were going to Cornwall to scatter the ashes. So he's off in his own little fantasy bubble with a family that ain't even his, and being a dickhead for no reason. Which is shitty cause he may not be my blood relative (he was my grandma's second husband), but he's still my grandad, and he's still the only dad my mum has ever known.
So yeah, that's what I'm doing this weekend: going to Cornwall, staying in a hotel, then hopefully going to that beach to do what we planned to do over a year ago. But my family is screwed up and idk if we'll get the ashes, so yeah.
I hope there's a few people here who care because I've kept this under wraps for over a year and a half now. So yeah, RIP Grandma. I can't reveal names cause there's a psychopathic bitch who's been contacting my family and stuff, and if she find out I'm on Imgflip talking about thisshe might try to reach out to me here, and then police might get involved and shit. So yeah. That's what I wanted to vent about ig. RIP Grandma. 💜