It's always hard to lose a family member even more so at the Holiday time of year. I lost my Dad in 1973 I was 10 yrs old. He was taken from our apartment to the hospital on Christmas Day of 1972 and died 8 days later in the Hospital. I never had a chance to say goodbye. Then 2 yrs later in 1975 I lost my little brother He was only 5 yrs old. He went to the Dr. on a Friday night with flu symptoms and we found him dead in his bed the next morning. Spinal Meningitis. Every member of my family was soon sick and in and out of the Hospital for the next two weeks. I was too sick to go to my brothers funeral. You have certainly been blessed to have had your Grandma for so many years. I never even met my Grandparents, they both had passed before I was born. Remember that they are not really gone, That they have just entered another "room". God Bless You and your family during this difficult time.
