mourning is AWESOME
1I'm one of those people who accepts death as a part of life.
I've had people I know die. I've had family die before too, but never anyone I saw as often as my grandmother.
I remember finding out one day. I was playing Mortal Kombat 11 and my father and sister came into my room and broke the news to me. I just completely stopped what I was doing. Nothing mattered anymore.
Then I had to rush out to work, then to my friends and then that's when it hit me. I got all light-headed and had to sit down. Then I took off early and headed on home.
She was here this time last year and now she isn't. It's hard to fathom that I'll only see her face in pictures and only hear her voice in the echos of good memories.
She was a strong woman right to the end. She was old but she wasn't the 'stay at home' type.
She was also really funny. The type of person to easily make friends with strangers anywhere she went.
She had a lot of stories that entertained us too. Some from decades ago, even some just on her flight from Australia when she came to see us.
Writing this was cathartic.
I never had the time to take a moment to realize what happened until these past few days.
I hope I can be as strong as her at that age.