16 years ago TODAY my grandmother passed away. I was 13 years old, and it hit me hard. She was due to be released right before Christmas from the rehabilitation center/ Nursing home and everything was going great. December 1st her asshole husband died and December 2nd she slipped into a come. December 3rd she was gone, forever.
I carried guilt, shame, sadness, loss, confusion, and regret with me for many many years. Some of it I still do.