I assume I was in shock. I spent 5 hours shopping today. Half way through I realized the last time I was in a particular store I was there with my Grandma. I got news earlier today that she passed away. (we knew it was going to happen soon) After the realization that she was gone and wasn't going to be shopping with me again, I called my mommy. She was having lunch with family, my sister, cousins, and aunt. They were all upset and joining together ... I was shopping ... solo. Living so far from family stinks.
Anyway the funeral is next week and I will be trekking up to NJ with C. Scott is going to have to stay here in VA; too much work and work related travel. The poor guy sounded pretty upset over it all. He had always been fond my grandparents. I know I wish he could be there; but I do understand.
Not long ago S told me a funny story about the first time he met my grandmother. I was there but didn't hear this part of a boisterous family dinner. Anyway it was mother's day, 1994 and S came to my house after working the day at CVS. He brought over a bunch of roses that they were handing out in the store that day and gave one to all the girls including my grandmother who responded "What are you doing, trying to suck up?" Ahh Grandma L, always the curmudgeon.