Things are getting heavy

My great-grandma passed away around 2 a.m last night. I can now safely say that every time I'm woken abrubtly in the middle of the night, something bad has happened. She was about 95 and has refused to eat anything for weeks. She had a really high fever when we visited her yesterday afternoon and yea. I'm very disoriented and trying very hard to absorb all of this since it happened so fast. I guess I'm glad I could be here to see her go. She looked after my mom, my uncles, and I when we were children and was a very caring person.

So yea, no happyfunjoy blog post today. Sorry.

-Allan