I lost my grandmother - my last living grandparent - last night, suddenly and unexpectedly. I'm still trying to come to grips with the loss. I'm happy that it was quick - she wouldn't have wanted to suffer or linger. But it didn't have to happen now. She was still starting a new life in El Paso, on her own since my grandfather died, but less alone than in a long time since she moved into the assisted living community.
As I remember her, I smile more than I cry. She was a smart, funny lady. Very strong and practical - she moved her family around the world more than once. She loved to talk, which was something I never realized until these last few years. I'll always remember her after dinner having her tea and dessert at the head of the dining room table, sweater over her shoulders, reading glasses with a strap around her neck and probably a kleenex stuffed in her cuff, reading the paper.
Congratulations to Laura and her "Sunrise Sistahs" running group who raced the San Diego Rock 'n Roll Half Marathon yesterday. Laura finished just outside of two hours... seconds outside! She was so fast that the girls and I didn't get to the course in time to see her run by. Next year we'll know better, but we'd better be even earlier because I'm sure next year she'll be on the happy side of 120 minutes.