Grandma passed away in the early morning hours. It was not unexpected, and if one got to choose one's favourite way of dying, it would be something like this. But it stings. It hurts. I had thought that because I knew that it was going to happen one of these days, that might blunt the sting of loss a little, but it didn't. It just means that I had
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Write about her as much as you like and you can be sure that even if I don't always comment, I always read and think of you.
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Fühl dich festgehalten und lieb gehabt.
Meine Mutter sagt immer: Sorge und Trauer sind der Preis der Liebe.
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I know how it feels. Just cry for her. And write about her if that's what you need.
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