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Thanks to those who offered kind words and support this past week. Grandma passed on Monday around noon. In a rare moment that my parents, brother, Shawn, and I were all in the Hospice hospital room, the chaplan came by and gave a prayer. Grandma left us about 10 minutes later with my whole family in the room. Although I am saddened by her loss, I am happy that she lead a good, long life filled with wonderful memories, and that her passing was peaceful with her most loved family members at her side.
My family isn't big on funerals. Her wishes were to be quietly cremated and scattered in the Pacific Ocean, as Grandpa was. Since all the arrangements were pretty well in order, Shawn and I drove back that afternoon. I snagged an old photo album and scanned in some fun old-timey pics of my Grandparents when they were first married including the one below. It was very therapeutic.
Grandpa & Grandma's first dance- Jan 18, 1942
Now that things have slowed down and I've had time to absorb things, I just feel flat out depressed. I'm not even really thinking about it, but there's that sad feeling in the back of my mind at all times. I guess that's what you call grieving. When I'm at home, I want to be at work. When I'm at work I want to be at the gym or somewhere else. When I'm somewhere else, I want to be at home. I'm only about 50% focused on anything I do. It will fade with time I'm sure, but for now I just feel a kind of sad numbness.
My family isn't big on funerals. Her wishes were to be quietly cremated and scattered in the Pacific Ocean, as Grandpa was. Since all the arrangements were pretty well in order, Shawn and I drove back that afternoon. I snagged an old photo album and scanned in some fun old-timey pics of my Grandparents when they were first married including the one below. It was very therapeutic.
Grandpa & Grandma's first dance- Jan 18, 1942
Now that things have slowed down and I've had time to absorb things, I just feel flat out depressed. I'm not even really thinking about it, but there's that sad feeling in the back of my mind at all times. I guess that's what you call grieving. When I'm at home, I want to be at work. When I'm at work I want to be at the gym or somewhere else. When I'm somewhere else, I want to be at home. I'm only about 50% focused on anything I do. It will fade with time I'm sure, but for now I just feel a kind of sad numbness.