Feb. 9th, 2012

My grandmother died this morning. Apparently, it was about 2am; my mother wasn't there, but I think my uncle was.

I suppose I loved my grandmother, but I never knew her all that well, nor she me; I will certainly remember with fondness the many Thanksgivings, the Christmases, the walks around the nursing home, how she never wore pants, the first time she sent an email, the discussions of my great uncle's mysterious past. Much family history lies with her, and her stories and books and things, in my great uncle's house and all the things that happened there.

At 92 (she would have been 93 in March), it wasn't exactly surprising. I hope she went in peace, without pain or suffering; I hope, in truth, that she wasn't even aware of her last few days. My mother got to see her one last time, before; closure is good, or at least acceptance of the inevitable.

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