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my grandma died last night in her sleep. i just saw her on saturday and she was happy and i said "i love you" enough times. i'm glad i said it enough that one last time. i'm glad i hugged her when i came and left her house. i'm glad i knew her enough to know that she is one of the most amazing examples of the endurance of the human spirit that i've come in contact with. i'm glad she saw me grow up and succeed and that she saw my sister succeed too. i'm glad that we had our amazing laughter-filled thanksgiving and that my grandma walked again before she died. i'm glad it got better before it was over or else this would hurt a whole lot more. i'm glad she's free from two types of cancer and that she went without pain. i'm glad my family is so tightly knit that we'll be ok.