Saturday, May 7th, at 1:30 PM my grandmother, Helga Karolina, passed away. I think I'm still in the first stage of mourning, because, although I cried I couldn't face it. I ran away, out of that house where you couldn't cut the despair with a chainsaw and camped out at my friends' instead. I never got to see her in her last moments, because we all
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My deepest condolences. I know how hard it is to lose a grandparent. I lost mine in 1996, and it still haunts me every year. :(
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