My favorite grandmother died last night... my dad called this morning to let me know. :(
I feel like I should write something to memorialize her, and all the joy and magic she brought to my childhood, and what a quirky, kind, loving person she was... but everything I can think of to say sounds pretty hokey. She lived a good life, and had lots of people who loved her, and she will be missed a lot.
I don't know when the memorial will be, but I'll be headed down to Texas as soon as the date's announced. I'm also trying to convince my dad to scrounge up the money to
turn her ashes into a diamond, because I know she'd love that. (She actually told him that if she was to be a diamond, she wanted to be a blue one. :P)