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Did I mention that 2010 is the Year of Crap?
My grandmother died on Wednesday. The funeral is Monday.
The weird thing is (and for those of you who don't have an active belief in any sort of afterlife, this will seem really weird) I think she's okay now. I mean, there she was, in Kroger's (grocery store here in Cincy, OH), and then she was hit by a sudden pain, a WTF moment, then boom, she's standing outside her body going, "Huh..." in a Mal Reynolds-type fashion. No more bills to pay (and we didn't know until my Dad and Aunt started going through her paperwork trying to sort things out on Wednesday afternoon that she'd taken out a loan that she was trying to repay and had several credit card bills they didn't know about, not to mention that she'd had to cancel part of her life insurance because she couldn't afford it anymore) and no more worry over...anything else.
I think my Grandpa was there to meet her. He was so handsome when he was young. I've seen their wedding picture, and seriously... he was movie-star handsome. I think he was young and sober and waiting for her. At least I hope so. And her sister, my Great Aunt Marleen who everyone called Bubbles was there, too. She died when I was in 5th grade. And my Aunt Debbie who died of lukemia when she was only 13...my dad was 9. I'm sure she was there. And my Great-Grandma. She'd be waiting too. So it's just us left behind that are unhappy and dealing with this. (My aunt and my cousin Stephen are taking this the hardest. My grandma lived with them since my grandpa died almost 10 years ago, and even before that, she practically helped my aunt raise Stephen when his dad left.)
Anyway, I think she's okay. I think she can relax now and be happy. Until next time around. Hopefully she takes a nice long break between incarnations, though. I don't think she was very happy in this one. She needs a little R&R before heading back into the fray.
My grandmother died on Wednesday. The funeral is Monday.
The weird thing is (and for those of you who don't have an active belief in any sort of afterlife, this will seem really weird) I think she's okay now. I mean, there she was, in Kroger's (grocery store here in Cincy, OH), and then she was hit by a sudden pain, a WTF moment, then boom, she's standing outside her body going, "Huh..." in a Mal Reynolds-type fashion. No more bills to pay (and we didn't know until my Dad and Aunt started going through her paperwork trying to sort things out on Wednesday afternoon that she'd taken out a loan that she was trying to repay and had several credit card bills they didn't know about, not to mention that she'd had to cancel part of her life insurance because she couldn't afford it anymore) and no more worry over...anything else.
I think my Grandpa was there to meet her. He was so handsome when he was young. I've seen their wedding picture, and seriously... he was movie-star handsome. I think he was young and sober and waiting for her. At least I hope so. And her sister, my Great Aunt Marleen who everyone called Bubbles was there, too. She died when I was in 5th grade. And my Aunt Debbie who died of lukemia when she was only 13...my dad was 9. I'm sure she was there. And my Great-Grandma. She'd be waiting too. So it's just us left behind that are unhappy and dealing with this. (My aunt and my cousin Stephen are taking this the hardest. My grandma lived with them since my grandpa died almost 10 years ago, and even before that, she practically helped my aunt raise Stephen when his dad left.)
Anyway, I think she's okay. I think she can relax now and be happy. Until next time around. Hopefully she takes a nice long break between incarnations, though. I don't think she was very happy in this one. She needs a little R&R before heading back into the fray.