My grandma passed away last night.It was completely unexpected and highly upsetting, as my grandpa (her husband, my dad's dad) has been in the hospital since just before Thanksgiving. I suppose she had been under a lot of strain. Maybe it just took a toll on her...
After being unable to reach her all day yesterday, my dad and my aunt called the police to check out the house. She hadn't been in to visit my grandpa in a while. The last time my dad had talked to her was Sunday, and she seemed alright, though she said she had a cold. They found her in the kitchen. All I could think about was... she was all alone. And the last time I got to see her was over Thanksgiving, since I couldn't come home in time for the family Christmas celebration because of the snow storm. And who's going to take care of my grandpa? And what's going to happen when I have to go through this with my own parents...?
Needless to say, my dad has a lot on his plate. He didn't get home until around 1:45 this morning. We haven't talked much... I guess no one is sure what to say. For now, hugs will have to suffice. The funeral will be on Friday or Saturday... and then I head back to school.
I hope she's at peace in some other realm, and that our pain doesn't give her too much pain. I love you, gramma.
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