Georg Translation

This story is about the name Georg or Jorg and dedicated to my father Johann Georg Köngeter. He grew up in the USA but since he was born in Germany his attitude was very German. We got to see the American one when he cooked food for us. Most of the time he made Hamburgers. My father died in 2010, and he is the only person I ever saw dead. When he died in the Gerresheimer hospital in Düsseldorf my brother Kilian and Mother were there. I arrived shortly after and missed it. My brother Kristian was working somewhere.  My mother wanted me to spend awhile alone with him in the room. I was very overwhelmed because I have never seen a person dead before. The only thing I remember is that I was bagging him for help. I wonder if it was a trauma of being saved by him once when I broke both of my arms. It could have also been a channel of his trauma with his father. Him, his mother and siblings left his father in Germany and immigrated to the USA. I still wonder why they did it, but we never talk about this interesting decision of my grandmother. In general, our family has this huge problem with asking for help. We needed to get hacked for it. Someone wrote emails in our name with the words "I need help" in it. My family got a lot of help, but I lost hope in it. Especially in this digital world. In therapy, psychologists analyzed it is a translation conflict. We all do not know how to translate each other. What is your story with the name Georg or Jorg , needing help or translation conflicts.