LostGranny

Life sure is funny I just buried my grandmother on Wednesday 12th March and I couldn't cry! I cried the day she died on Wednesday 27th February, but other than that I just could not cry. It seems so hypocritical, since 2006 after a minor stroke she was never the same!

She shrank in size and was not too mobile, making her very frustrated as she used to be such an active person.

I remember her as always ready with a smile and offering you a plate of food whenever you visit. Its hard to know I will ever see her again, but one good thing is she is no longer in pain and has shed the frustration of being tied to her bed and chair watching the world go by.

I will really miss her.