Jumble of Emotions
My Grandmother passed away today. She was the last of my grandparents. She was a vibrant woman, full of life and always with a smile on her face. I loved her unconditionally and I always will. That is not to say there wasn't pain. My grandma was someone who seemed more worried about what the neighbors thought and what the cousins thought than what her husband, children or grandchildren thought. Possesions were important to her and so were appearances. I remember when Grandpa became ill and needed a walker to be able to get around. She would not permit it. She said he will have to learn to hang onto other things or take her hand for support because a walker is for cripples and the neighbors would talk. And when grandpa died, I had a committment the following Friday that I could not get out of. I asked if the funeral couldn't possibly be on Saturday because I really wanted to attend. But no... that wasn't good enough because Saturday wasn't good for one of the c...