Poor Man

 Gabe had an awful weekend at work and this morning he got a call saying his grandma is terminally ill. We don't really have the money for him to go to San Juan to say goodbye to her and that makes me so sad for him. She's the last grandparent he has left. He keeps busting his ass for this house he wants for us but I would rather he spend some of the money to say goodbye to her. He says it's important to plan for our future and make the best life we can together but this has to be done, right? I'm all for planning a life with him but she's been part of his life since he was born; I've only been a part of his life for a couple years. He means everything to me and I know this upsets him more than he'd like to admit. It's strange that my grandma just turned 90 and is in nearly perfect health and he won't have his much longer; it doesn't seem fair. He deserves better than this; but he claims our life is what he really wants to look forward to and focus on. I want to do everything I can to make him happy and I've told him we don't need a big house or anything fancy. I don't want us to keep paying rent but we don't need the house he's been looking at. I didn't get to say goodbye to my grandpa before he passed away and I still regret that. We discussed that and I hope he changes his mind. I think that's enough for now.