So it’s finally occurred, that sometime last night, my grandmother’s passed on. A lot of people came to see her, before they came and took her away. Services I think will be this week.

I cried of course, a lot at first, but I knew this was coming soon anyways, and now I sort of have come to accept it… I mean, she’s no longer suffering… no longer having her mind eaten away to nothing by alzheimer’s, and tons of friends and family have been visiting her every day since she’s been bedridden…

We also still have each other, and we’re more than anything going to try and be there for my grandfather.