So my first night of Easter/Spring break was ungodly depresssing.

[sivv_vicious]

Let me start by saying that as a small child, I essentially lived at my great-grandparents house.
They were old and retired, and they lived for me. They spoiled me and loved me very, very very much.
When I was 8 or so, my great-grandmother grew sick and died, and my great-grandfather followed a couple of years later.
But most of my childhood had taken

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[talithakalago]

*hugs*

I know this feeling. Almost exactly.

[_ifxyouxmust_]

*hugs* I'm so sorry. I know what you mean. I recently lost my grandmother (who was a deeply significant part of my childhood) and had to help clean out her house, and sift through simple objects with so many memories attached to them.
I hope you feel better soon.