My Granny M has passed. We received word at work this morning that she was rushed to the hospital after complaining of dizziness. And before we knew it, she was gone. We were assured that she went peacefully.
In all honesty, it hasn't really hit me yet. We left work in tears early to be with family, but I know that until the funeral, it just does not seem real.
But it's hard. She took care of all of us for so long. I had always referred to her as a trooper and she was a trooper till the end. And we'll all greatly miss her. God, we miss her so much already.
