Well this is a depressing way to start the week. I recieved news that my grandmother passed away on Sunday.

She was 92 years old. She was suffering dementia but could still remember all of us and key moments. She caught Covid back in January when an outbreak in her care home occurred, so we transferred her to a hospice. She needed to be provided oxygen at one stage, but she did recover from that. She did seem like she was moving to recovery. But she did struggle eating. Things got worse over the weekend and we recieved news that she passed away due to old age/natural causes.

For most of February I had a gut feeling this was probably going to happen, 92 is a tremedous age to reach and any extra was a bonus. It's still depressing that we have lost her though, and now it's double depressing we can't even give her a proper funeral due to Covid Restrictions making a large gathering as a celebration of her life impossible.

It was going to be a fairly happy week, we had my older brother's birthday happening this friday and I was helping sort out a fun video game shuffler tournament for him to occur. I was also planning to upload a whole bunch of Wuff/Luff pictures this week as well.

I'm still planning to do that, as I need something to distract myself, but it's just a downer that I've lost someone dear to me and the family can't even give her a good proper send off. We'll have to think of something creative to celebrate her for now, and maybe we can do a proper celebration of her life once Covid has been resolved.

Thanks for spending time on reading this, I'm still not quite sure how to handle this, but I'll try to remember the good times we had with her, and not the bad.