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My grandmother died last night. This wasn't a shock or a surprise. Her health has been on the decline, and she's been in hospice for the last month. She lived a long life, and in her final days she was surrounded by her three adult children.
My grandma was a kind woman. She wasn't perfect, but I always felt loved in her presence. She was a retired kindergarten teacher, and was still working when I was a kid. I have so many happy memories sitting at her kitchen table, and I'm going to carry those with me for the rest of my life. She was also proof that anyone who claims that you get more conservative as you get older is full of shit, because she certainly didn't.
I think it's interesting how the body processes grief sometimes. I don't know that I'll cry, but over the past month, knowing this was coming, I've felt a tension in my gut. Now that she's passed, instead of relief that tension is replaced by a sense of emptiness. That something is missing that should still be there. Something has been taken away, and I feel it.
Of course, as I wrote that, I immediately started crying... so I guess my body processes grief in pretty ordinary ways too.
I wanted to come up with something profound linking this to Beltane, which we sit in the middle of right now, but it just seemed hackneyed. Like I was trying to dig out some greater significance when the truth is death comes whenever it wants. The only predictable thing about it is that it's the end of all of our journeys. I hope that when I pass I'm so lucky to have lived such a long life with people that I love around me in my final days.
For the record, I will be fine. I just needed to get these words out while they were still in my head. I don't have some rousing conclusion or deep insight to tack on here at the end, just that gut feeling that something is missing.
Because it is.
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come on Lynn you know you want a Geo Metro.
I love Ford too. Their stocks are cheap and pay good dividends. I made 28 cents on each share and with 98 shares, that was enough to reinvest two mkre shares. Also I loved their cars. Although I have a Subaru now, I always enjoyed driving Ford cars.
6-cylinder Honda accords aren’t that expensive and they have decent pickup…
But a Mustang.
Also, I don’t think Hondas are Union built. Lynn has very strong opinions on that.
Bah, Mustang would just have the same issues with snow – unless she wants one of those evil modern parodies of the line. And why the hell would you want that? Like buying a modern Dodge Charger… it’s just sad compared to it’s namesake “/
SOME OF US REALLY LIKE THE SIXTH GENERATION MUSTANG.
THE FIFTH GENERATION LOOKED NICE TOO (BUT DIDN’T DRIVE AS WELL)
The fourth generation Mustangs were ugly garbage though
Many Ford vehicle names become amusing when you stick the word anal in front of them, such as Ranger, Explorer, Expedition, Focus, and Fiesta.
I remember that from the Vegas road trip in A Girl And Her Fed!”
What would actually fit her needs is a Jeep. Great in bad weather, enough cargo space to haul con supplies easily, and designed for the owner to be constantly customizing it. I doubt that’s what she’ll go with, but it would work for her.