Well today I received some more sad and upsetting news. My grandmother, who had been sick for the last couple of months, passed away shortly after lunch. I will type up a remembrance post of her life as soon as I can process what has just happened.

We are in the middle of moving and had just gotten to our new house in my home state when my father broke the news to me. In a way it couldn’t have happened at a better time since I am now back “home” and not out in Middle America anymore. I’d rather have her pass while I’m “at home” then to pass while I’m stuck in the middle of nowhere.

I’m trying not to think about it much because I know I won’t be able to stop crying. I just keep thinking about how many people have died in just the last 6 months alone. I don’t think I can take anymore death. I feel bad that she won’t be here to see the birth of yet another great-grandchild. That is one more grandparent that won’t be able to see another miracle enter this world.