I just got a phone call while playing football against Web that my grandma died suddenly today.
We don't know what happened yet, I'm thinking some kind of a heart-attack or something.
She was in her 80's and had a really bad run of health issues the last ten years. Most recently having her leg broken twice in two months.
It's weird, I'm not incredibly sad because I really believe she lived a good, long life and has gotten her reward now. No more pain.
Yet I can't stop thinking about her and all the time I spent with her when I was a kid. She was my Mom & Dad's go-to babysitter so I spent a TON of time there.
One of my favorite memories (besides her home made deep fried chicken and the bottomless cookie jar she seemed to have) is how when I was a kid she'd try to "surprise" me by making me a malt.
We'd be watching a movie or tv show, and at some point she'd get up to go to the kitchen. I'd hear the glasses come out, the malt powder jar hit the counter, the blender running (which sounded like a Mack truck rolling through the kitchen).
Then when all the sound stopped she'd come out of the kitchen with two malts in her hands and say "I have a surprise for you".
It was never a surprise. But it was always awesome.
I'm so sorry to learn of your loss. Its good that you have such wonderful memories of her to comfort you. My sincere condolences to you and your family.
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That which does not kill me postpones the inevitable.
But it was always awesome.
I'm so sorry to learn of your loss. Its good that you have such wonderful memories of her to comfort you. My sincere condolences to you and your family.
