My father found her when he got home from work this morning. She was in bed, so I'm assuming she passed peacefully in her sleep, but it upsets me that she was home alone.
I'm having a really hard time processing this. I just saw her on Tuesday and she was fine.
I keep waiting to turn into a hysterical mess over this, but Im oddly calm. I have no relationship with my mother, and I was really close to my grandmother. She was one of the kindest, most generous people I've ever known. I can't believe she's gone. It's one of those things were you just think someone will always be around.
I'll be heading over to my fathers house as soon as H gets back from leaving Shane with family. I have no idea what to expect. My father is kind of an emotionless person, but he was a mess on the phone. I think that's going to fuck me up more than the fact that she's actually dead.
Post by mypunkinpie on Jul 29, 2012 8:23:46 GMT -5
Oh, I'm so sorry. I hope you and your dad can take comfort in each other these next few days. It will be hard but try to celebrate the wonderful woman your grandmother was to you.
I don't know if it is any consolation, but the hospice people told us many people find it easier to pass away when alone - even with there is around the clock attendants they will often go in the few minutes someone is out of the room.