My grandma died this morning.
It’s so odd to post this right after posting my essay about losing my
grandfather 25 years ago. I feel as if I should say more in her honor
but it’s too much right now. I don’t want my grandma to be gone.
She was non-responsive the past couple of days and I have been torn
about whether I should have dropped everything and driven out to Ohio. I
kept thinking would she want me there? Yes. But would she want me to
see her in a coma and have my last memory of her be like that? No.
There’s no right answer to that one. Either way I’m left crying.
My own space apart from the babble of the internet
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