Grandma

Grandma passed on this morning, just after midnite.

I am honored - I will be a pallbearer, along with my brother and a few cousins. She carried me around when I was little, now I get to help carry her to her final resting spot.

Mom's doing better than I thought she would be this morning, but I still might take a ride down to see her tomorrow. I think she's all cried out-not that she doesn't need to cry and grieve more, but more she's dehydrated as she's dropped a lot of tears already this week. I think her crying bone might be all wore out for a while.

This will sound bad, but I'm glad Dad had already been through this (he lost his parents almost 40 years ago). I don't have a clue what it would be like to lose a parent, so I don't know how bad it hurts, or how scary it is (I gotta believe it's scary as all hell - you're on your own now, live without a net). He does and I hope he can help her through this - she lost her dad a while back, but she was much closer to her mom.