Peccatus mundi

[muckefuck]

For those of you who weren't paying attention when this first came around (not that that's an excuse; my journal is like the Holy Writ: You should spend at least an hour a day pouring over its wisdom), here's the entry where I linked to pictures of my apartment. The Great Red Wall is to be seen in the shot with the conclave of the tutelary spirits. I imagine we'll have better pictures after tomorrow's dinner.

Grandma died yesterday morning. I didn't expect it to bum me out as much as it did. She's been ailing for years--we were half expecting her to go last year around Christmastime. And, as Dad keeps saying, "she's been dead for years" in the sense that Alzheimer's has obliterated her personality. All in all, last night was one big annoyance. I didn't start feeling better until I called up bunj and we had an oddball chat wherein I said any morbid thing that came to mind. Each of us is middle-named after a grandparent and his is the last still alive.

Comments

[prilicla.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry to hear about your grandmother. My grandmother's situation was similar--she was in her 90's and had severe dementia and tons of health problems--but I was also more upset than I expected to be when she died.

[snowy-owlet.livejournal.com]

*hugs* My condolences, darling.

[keyne.livejournal.com]

It's hard to lose a grandparent, I think, even when you're not in touch for whatever reason. My sympathy.

[muckefuck.livejournal.com]

Monday, I was thinking that it wasn't surprising how we had fallen out of touch because, in addition to the geographical distance, we had so little in common. Last night, all I could think about was what a sweet woman she was, always so happy to hear from us or visit with us.

[bunj.livejournal.com]

I have also been spending time thinking about her. Most of my memories are from my childhood. After all, she hasn't been much of a presence the last few years.

At Thanksgiving Our Father's Wife (the illustrious C.) was talking about how wonderful grandma was to her. When our very Catholic grandma first met C. she was an ex-jewish atheist living in sin with grandma's first-born son. The first thing grandma did was welcome C. with open arms. I think the highest praise I can give grandma was that she was a truly Christian woman. May she rest in peace.

Sigh!

[febrile.livejournal.com]

My grandfather battled Alzheimer's for the last decade of his life. Despite talk of "in a better place now," it's still sad.

Condolences to you, Da.