Señor Grumblecakes (jervo) wrote,
Señor Grumblecakes

We were supposed to go up to Holyoke this weekend for a wedding; we ended up going up to my mom's house for a day, because my grandmother died early Friday morning.

I'm not really in a position at the moment to really talk about it right now, what with being at work and all. What I can say for now is that I had a very complicated relationship with my grandmother, as did my mother, and really everyone who ever knew her - and she led a complicated life. Her last hours/days/months/years were very difficult and unpleasant, and regardless of what you think happens after you die, there's no question that she's in a much better position now than she was.

But I'll also say that it hit me a lot harder than I thought it would.

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