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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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THIS IS…whoa! ._. Wine leads to..WHOA!
WHY WHATEVER DO YOU MEAN? 🙂
This is going to get interesting.
What brand and flavor of wine is it btw? I got this stuff from Algoma WI, called Naughty Girl from Von Stihl.
That stuff is good, does Veronica has that? If so there is going to be a party cause that stuff is 40% Grape Brandy lol.
Anyway what kind of wine is it?
It’s a bottle of red wine. To define it further would require me to know more about Veronica’s taste in wine, which I’d rather not lock in as canon right now. 😛
This can only end well with rainbows and butterflies. And perhaps skittles.
This can only end in either:
#1 Deliciously regretful actions, which we will never speak of again.
#2 Deliciously regretful actions, which we will repeat next week
#3 Passing out drunk on the cusp of regretful actions.