Depressed

On Monday I was very worried about my great-grandfather because he was in the hospital with double namonia and he had just turned 97 on sunday. It turns out while I was crying at 8 in the morning he died. It's very strange knowing that he is dead because he is like Superman to us. It's very hard because we all loved him and everyone in my family had a special relationship with him. He was my mother's grandfather so he died in Italy which makes this whole process much harder. My mom is going to Italy next week for the part when they take his ashes and put him into the grave. I wish that i could go but for some reason I can't. :(