It was also seventy-six years ago today that my paternal grandparents were married. Today, my grandmother is lying in a bed in her assisted living home. Hospice has been called in, and they believe my grandmother is actively dying (such an ironic phase). My aunt has been there all day, my sister will stay over tonight, and I'll go up tomorrow afternoon. I'll be grateful when this is over and my grandmother is reunited with Grandpa, Dad, and so many others.
It's an emotional few days.
