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It's crazy when you are so bonded to someone. Not in a romantic way or non of that but in a family type way. You meet so many people in your life and most don't take the time to realize and appreciate the real ones, the close ones. The ones that have been and will continue to be there without things look bright or bleak. You develop this connection with what started off as a stranger and it gets to the point where you are family. You get invited to family outings and vice versa. They're problems become your problems, they're pain becomes your pain. My brother, my blood lost someone near and dear to him and is only a couple of hours away from having to go to another country, one that should only be visited for happier times, to bury his grandmother. If anyone knows me, the real me, they know just how close to home this hits. My grandmother was my everything, my soul mate and I loved her more then I can or care to express right now. The only bright side is this ends the suffering for her, but whether one wants to admit it or not there is the pain and suffering one has to go through when a loss like this occurs. It's life altering and potentially world shattering depending on who you are. My brother though is a very strong man and I know he will be just fine and I am sure his mother (our mother) will persevere through this immensely difficult time. I write this not to let anyone but my brother know how much I love him and his family and that I too mourn the loss of what was a wonderful lady. I would have wrote it on FB but this is a bit more personal. R.I.P Doña, you are in a better place then this of that I am sure. Hope our grandmothers watch down upon us and guide us to become better then what we are. Love you bro.