I gotta say...

[melcreada]

So far, 2008 has not been so good. My grandma died this morning. And although it was expected, we were all taken a little off guard. She was very old and she didn't know most of us anymore, and she was unhappy a lot, so I can't say that I'm sorry she has passed. She outlived all her siblings, her husband, and even some of her children and grandchildren. It was her time to go. I thought it was fitting that she died on what would have been her 76th wedding anniversary.

My mom asked if I would call the funeral home and cemetery to make appointments for her and my aunt and all I could think was that someday I would be doing this for my own parents. And in that moment, I really and truly felt like an adult.

Icky.

In lighter news, and I have to talk about something fluffier or else I will get really depressed, the kitties did their best to cheer me up and Spike succeeded with his continuing determination to climb into all of my handbags:

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[sardonicynic]

Oh, sweetheart. I'm so sorry. *hugs* It's never easy. Even when it's someone a lot older, who we just know isn't going to be around all that much longer. There's still no way to quote-unquote prepare for the death of someone we love.

And eep, yes. Nothing like making arrangements to make you contemplate mortality and adulthood and other scary, scary things.

*hugs again*

But to completely pull a one-eighty: OMG, Spike in a handbag! *focuses on teh kitteh and giggles*

[joseishijin.livejournal.com]

*hugs*

Thank you. It's weird that I was closer to my grandma than my cousin (who recently passed) but my grandmother's death doesn't upset me as much. I guess because she lived such a long, full life; it wasn't as tragic.

Spike is the bestest kitty! JP was distracting me last night by trying to teach Spike how to balance on my giant pilates ball. *grin* He did good!