I come home and have a message that I should call my mom right away, so pick up the phone and dial the number...hoping that nothing is too wrong. Hello...Mom...my mother was sobbing. Whats the matter Mom? No answer... Mommy, what is the matter? Its your grandma. What about her, Mom? She died today..in your grandpa's arms......long pause. My hands begin to grip the phone tightly. although sweating and shaking I do not cry. What, grandma? Grandma Betty?..... All I remember was that thoughts were racing through my head. I didnt believe my mom. I thought that maybe she was drunk..or hoping that she was!!!! The next thing I knew I was downstairs in my room looking for anything that grandma had given me... this was the hardest day of my life. On the 8th of April it will be 3 months. I still have not fully grieved. I can't even finish writing this memory, all I know is that I hope to see my granny someday... I love you Grandma ...you are my everything! All my love, Reenie Bean
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