She passed away yesterday. Me, my mom, dad, and aunt Missy left the hospital to get dinner (And to get them out of the hospital for a few), after that mom dropped them off and took me to my appointment. Before me and my mom go to my appointment she gets a call from my dad telling her that she couldn't under any circumstances bring me back to the hospital.... Then he said she was getting close... That it might be it.... Then he said she was gone... And hung up.
My parents think she was waiting to make sure I wouldn't be there.... I don't know.
She went from being alive and happy go lucky to sedated and a bit loopy. Apparently the whole world was saying "Giggity Giggity Goo" or whatever the guy from Family Guy says. I missed that one.... I think I'm actually glad I missed that one.
Right now, I am alive. It hasn't fully hit me. Every once in awhile I will realize that she's gone... That she's not coming back.... And then I feel blank for a while. Dad is crying more than I am, but it is his mother after all.
I've known the woman all my life. I've lived with her all my life. She had a huge part in raising me and would watch me while my parents were at work. The invincible woman isn't invincible.
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13 years ago
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none of us are invincible, but we all have divinity, and in your grandmother, you've experienced such truths.
don't let this pull you too far down and once again, you have my condolences
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