My grandmother died last night.
Mom phoned me this morning while I was sleeping, and then phoned again because she forgot to leave a message and I picked up. She told me that they were rolling Buddy (my grandma) over last night to help with her new hip and she was gone.
This is really upsetting me because I just saw her a few days ago and she was getting better. She was sitting up and eating and talking and remembered who me and my mom were. I thought she would get a little better and then go back to the old folk's home. I guess her heart just gave out.
I had to go help my mom get Buddy's stuff today, because if we waiteed they would change us for another month. My stepdad is taking Corbin to university in Prince George (way far away) so mom was all alone and needed help. It was really hard to take all of Buddy's stuffed animals down and put her clothes into bags. She had a lot of pictures of us.
Every few minutes I start crying. I know she's in a better place now and things will get better, but right now I am just sad.
Today is also my one year anniversary with Jen. So it's a bit of an odd day.
I think I'll go lay down now. I'm really tired from lifting boxes.