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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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I thought there would be more intensity. But I argue with the guy in the black fedora, when you have girls, why would you want to leave.
Grin – back when my kid was in middleschool, the D&D club didn’t want her to join for some reason. She mentioned this to the gamers at the next con she attended. The universal reaction of the male gamers present “Are they NUTS?”
You guys wanna join Bork Con staff?
We’ve got HATS.
you only really need to run screaming from con staff when the con is only just around the corner. mine cruise parties and uni halls like old-timey royal navy officers trying to impress unsuspecting (and us suspecting) hapless souls.
Interested in the third guy… because he seems to have a clue, and moreso as looks kinda familiar…
I literally tried to make those three look like the most stereotypical three geek dudes I could think of.
I definitely see elements of myself in all three.
*shudder*
My jeans are black and I currently have a mustache. Elsewise, is like you worked off a picture. Guess I fit the ‘generic geek’ look. XD