I never wanted my blog to be sad or depressing or complaining about things all the time. I wanted it to be a happy place where people could come read about my flea market/thrifted finds, see the latest project I'm working on or family fun things that are happening. I wanted it and still want it to be all that, but the reality is that sad things do happen to me and everyone else. So, while I'm sad, deep down I am glad for my Grandma because now she is at peace. I'm glad my Mom, who btw is a saint for caring for my Grandma all these months, can now get back to living her life.
After I graduated high school, my Grandma took me in for the summer before college. It took some adjusting living together, but for the most part it worked out pretty good. I think she was happy to have the company, at least I hope so. I lived with her again the next summer and again for a short time after graduating college until I could find a job and get an apartment of my own. She helped me buy my first car, a nasty Datsun b210, built like a tank. We weren't what you would call close, but I always admired my Grandma's independence. She liked living alone and I know she wasn't happy moving up to Oregon from Southern California, but her advancing age and declining health made the move necessary so she would be near my Mom.
I hope my Grandma knew how much we all loved her. I will miss her.