The hospice people seem to think it’s time, so we’re all going over to see our Grandma in the morning. Just like it was Thanksgiving or Christmas. God knows I wish it was.

Grandma always loved me so much, was always so kind to me. She made me feel special. She was the embodiment of tender loving-kindness. It has been so hard to see her fade away. One of the hardest things is that she was the one who always prayed for us; I guess soon she can do that in heaven. But the world is simply not the same anymore. My grandparents will soon all be gone … The world has moved on.