good byes
My grandmother died last night. She had just turned 95.
When my brother died I felt like I lost a limb. With this grandmother gone I feel a protective shield that I didn't even realized existed has vanished and suddenly I am more naked than ever.
I lived with her a year and gobbled up stories of her long windy life.
Hopefully some day I'll be able to write about them and do her life justice. Right now I am too sad.