My great-grandmother, Helen (known to all the grandkids as Nana) passed away last night due to a metastasized cancer that had been spreading rapidly over the last few weeks. She'd been living in a Nursing Home for the last 5 or 6 years because of frail bones (she fell and broke her hip). I went in and saw her on Monday morning to say goodbye...as we knew she didn't much time left. She'd stopped eating and drinking by then. It was extremely sad to see her like that. She looked very small and frail...I almost didn't recognize her.

It was just very hard to deal with at the time, especially with everything else going on in my life. I don't know why the universe has decided to shit on me in cosmic proportions right now, but apparently it has. Hopefully there's some really good news that'll come out of all of this.

But either way, I'm kind of glad my Nana finally passed, because she'd been rapidly slipping into dementia and had been bedridden for almost four weeks now. I'm glad she's no longer in pain...but it's been really hard on my whole family, especially my mother (who essentially has been her caretaker since she was admitted to the Nursing Home).

I wish I could make this post longer, but sadly I really don't know what all to say. I'm going to miss my Nana a lot, we weren't exceptionally close, but I always really liked being around her. She was so serious and funny all at the same time. I hope that whatever happens, she lived the life she wanted to.

And now, I have to go call work and tell them I'm going to be gone for the next four days because of all the funeral stuff we have to do. I may not be around much during the next few days guys. It just all depends on what's happen. I'll keep you all posted when I can.