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Dec 22, 2010 20:09

She's gone.

She waited until my aunt left the room at roughly 4:20 this afternoon, then slipped quietly away.

I sat with her for an hour last night, listening to her shallow breathing and talking to her as she slept. I told her that we'd all be all right, that she'd raised us right, and that Scott and I would make sure everybody makes it through ok.

I hope I can keep my word.

At this particular moment, I'm afraid for the future, afraid for what the next few months will hold. In a week and a half I start another quarter close. As soon as that's done, we begin the annual push to the finish: three months of insane work pressure while simultaneously facing down tax season. Now, on top of those things, I will have the pressures of handling my grandmother's estate and trying to make sure her wishes in that regard are carried out. I don't know how I'm going to handle it all, and I don't know what choice I have in the matter.

One day at a time. All I can take is one day at a time.
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