Lost
My Grandmother died yesterday. I'm told it was around 7am. I was just waking up and she was leaving this Earth.
I'm also told she died in her sleep. I'd like to believe that it's the truth and not one of those things the hospital tells you to make you feel better.
I am beyond sad...crushed...there isn't a word in any language that could do justice to how I feel. The scary part is that I know it hasn't even fully hit me yet.
She was my touchstone. Easily the most constant, important and influential person throughout my life. I am the person that exists today because of her. I think sometime soon I will write about how incredible she is. Not yet though..
Now my family is fighting over burial plans. We are Russian and this is our way. Things just can't ever be simple. At least the anger takes my mind off of the grief every so often.