Grandma

Last Wednesday my grandmother passed away and everyday since has just been filled with this awkward feeling. I know it's just because we haven't done the memorial yet so I feel like it's all just lingering until then.

Unfortunetly my grandma hadn't been the grandma I grew up with in quite some time. The good side of that was by the time she passed, I had already said goodbye to her in a way. My grandma taught me how to bake (she tried to teach my mom...that didn't go well. lol.), she and my grandpa used to take me to all kinds of fun places and do all kinds of fun things with me. I have so many positive memories of my childhood with them. Over the last few years shortly before my grandpa passed away, she began to change like so many do when they get to be her age. So slowly I was able to say goodbye to her. What's really killing me is watching my mom and brother go through this. She lived with them for almost 4 years and the hard time I had going over there on the weekends watching her decline was everyday for them. She told me a million times she just wanted to make it to 80 then join Grandpa. This February she turned 80, she was stubborn so of course she got her way. She was awesome and I am glad for the time we got. I talked to her the day before she died and she was blunt as usual and she flat out told me that out of her 4 grandkids nobody was better than James somehow in his 14 short years he was able to outrank those of us who have been around for 24-38 years. Little punk. LOL. Well grandma we miss you but I'm glad you can have your coffee with Grandpa and hang out with Peppermint and Peppermint II again! :)