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This morning around 2:30AM someone very close to me passed away. My Grandma Gail. Last year, during the summer she found out that she had a tumor on her pancreas, she had surgery and they found out it was cancerous. They had to remove most of her pancreas and the cancer spread. The doctors didn't think that she was going to last very long, a few months at the most. But my Grandma was a strong women. She held on and fought through it the best she could. But everything was going downhill. Her health slowly deteriorated and she lost weight dramatically. It was hard for me to go see her and how thin and sick she looked. I didn't want to remember her that way. I wanted to remember her how I knew her when I was little. Happy go lucky and enjoying life. She loved animals, I remember that she used to have a small heard of sheep. She also had horses and chickens. She loved anything to do with the Native American culture. The art, the clothing, the music. Her favorite color was purple, but her and I called it burple, just because it was funner to say. She would take my cousin Lauren and I for a few days and take us shopping and to the fair. It was a tradition and we used to do it every year. She was one of the sweetest people that I've ever known. Always there to talk to when I needed her. Always there for a hug. Always there no matter what. Now that she isn't with us here on earth anymore, I know that she is safe and not in pain. She's happy where she is now and everything is going to be okay. She's going to watch over me and keep me safe.
Rest In Peace Grandma Gail.
September 10th 2006.
You are always in my heart.