It's not me that's saying goodbye to the internet or anything, rather my grandmother in Yorkshire just passed away. She was diagnosed with pleural mesothelioma just before Christmas, a form of lung cancer related to asbestos exposure. I spent most of my birthday on the 28th at her house, since the whole family had been asked to come, knowing she had little time left. I knew what to expect, a withering human form struggling to breathe, confused about her surroundings and hanging on by a thread. I should have been intensely sad, but I tend to look at things logically these days and avoid losing my head, so my family have someone around them who isn't openly grieving like they are. I actually tend to joke around instead, look for a funny side, but not in front of people whom it would upset (I do have tact irl, believe it or not XP).
I've never been a religious person since I reached the age of reason, so I don't comfort myself with a belief that she is now in a better place, in a heaven (or hell for that matter, which nobody goes to if mourners the world over are to be trusted). I do know, however, that she no longer suffers, that she had a long life and a reasonably happy, 54 year marriage to her husband. I'll miss hearing her laugh, which sounded like Popeye. Yes, Popeye, I shit you not, it was fuckin funny.
Well, I guess I'll be getting back to doing commissions soon and preparing to help my immediate family take care of the inevitable aftermath of a death in the family. It's not entirely appropriate for me to put this here but I wanted to write something somewhere, so forgive me I guess.
Oh and a big thank you to everyone who wished me a happy bday too, I appreciate it XP.
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30 Jan 2012 03:23 CET
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