twas a short run

After struggling against pancreatic cancer for the past 4 months, my grandmother passed away yesterday morning. She was only 69. I find it kind of hard to take in, because her and I always bonded well. I was her "favorite" of the grandkids, and I always enjoyed visiting them. Once again evoking the feeling 'you don't know what you got til it's gone.' As it did when my oldest boxer Zeus died last summer. I just wish I knew how I could learn to appreciate things and enjoy life a bit more in the moment.

May her soul rest in peace.

RIP Mrs. G-ma of Sir Cody. Take care of yourself sir.

Duno, a sick little part of me was hoping you were dying of cancer *moth

Sorry your grandmother died. I don't think I have a lot of time left with mine - I've been meaning to take some time off and go see her. I usually don't get very upset about death...most of the time it's just us feeling guilty and needy that they aren't here with us (because life sucks in many aspects) rather than being happy for them.

Sorry to hear. Lost my grandma to cancer last year as well, and she wasn't very old herself, so I know how you're feeling.