Has been the hardest year of my life to date.
My grandfather, the only father figure I have ever known, passed away from an unexpected heartattack.
Needless to say, this devastated my family.
Two days after my grandfather's Celebration of Life Memorial service, my ex-fiance decided to try and force me to postpone our wedding. Not because of the tragedy that my family had just been devastated by, but because of, "our difference".
I declined the postponement and in return he called off our wedding, with less than 2 months till the date and every single thing already paid for.
Initially, he was leaving early to go fishing with his dad. At the time I understood, and even supported his decision to leave during this time. We 'were' in this together and I knew it was important to him.
While I was driving him to the airport to go fishing, he proceeded to tell me that we were not going to get married. This being, two days after I burned my grandfather's body and put it in a box.