I got the call this morning. My grandmother, who turned 90 this last summer, has died.
It was expected - she was diabetic, had osteoporesis, was a bit negligent on blood sugar management (mostly because she didn't want to be obsessive about it), and had taken a fall a while back and broken her hip. She had started to have internal stomach/GI issues, too. During the last month or so she went from mostly compos mentis to composT mentis. It was swift, once it really started to happen.
I got to see her last summer, while she was still mostly here, and I knew it would be the last time, even as I hoped I was mistaken. She is the family member I most take after, she and my late grandfather (her husband.)
So I hoist a virtual glass in commemoration of my grandmother, and the long, full life she led. She was stubborn, proud, a Silver Haired legislater, a Lion (Lyon?) and a rabble-rousing organiser. She took crap from nobody. My kind of gal, and I'm proud to have her as one of my ancestors.
It was expected - she was diabetic, had osteoporesis, was a bit negligent on blood sugar management (mostly because she didn't want to be obsessive about it), and had taken a fall a while back and broken her hip. She had started to have internal stomach/GI issues, too. During the last month or so she went from mostly compos mentis to composT mentis. It was swift, once it really started to happen.
I got to see her last summer, while she was still mostly here, and I knew it would be the last time, even as I hoped I was mistaken. She is the family member I most take after, she and my late grandfather (her husband.)
So I hoist a virtual glass in commemoration of my grandmother, and the long, full life she led. She was stubborn, proud, a Silver Haired legislater, a Lion (Lyon?) and a rabble-rousing organiser. She took crap from nobody. My kind of gal, and I'm proud to have her as one of my ancestors.