Day 81

Today has been a sad day. My mom called me first thing this morning to tell me that my Uncle Mark had called her, and that my little Granny passed away.

It seems she hadn't come down for breakfast at her assisted living center, so they went to check on her in her apartment, and it appears she had a heart attack. She was transported to the hospital, but passed away in the ER. I feel really bad that she may have had a heart attack all alone, that she may have been alone and scared in her last moments, and I feel bad that she passed away and is gone. But I have to admit that in some ways it is a relief. She had not been herself in quite sometime, slowly loosing herself to dementia. Thankfully she had not yet forgotten people - her friends and family, or herself or her whereabouts, and for that I'm grateful, but other parts of the disease were robbing her of what had once been a very active and vibrant life. She lived 88 long years, most of them as a lively, spitfire of a lady. Rest in peace Granny...

I was going to just share a photo of Granny for today, but as I was wandering around the house aimlessly, busy doing nothing, not really sure what exactly to do with myself - I spotted a little Lucy lying in the sunshine...so cute flopped on her side, and her little triangle ear flipped forward...it made me smile.