I was sitting here, when I heard the phone ring. I reached over, and picked it up. I saw on the caller ID that it was my mom. Okay, that's weird...she was just here this morning. I answered the phone.
me "hey mom"
mom "great grandma died"
me "what? we were just talking about her"
mom "I know. she died about 20 minutes ago"
me "wow, okay..."
mom "i'll talk to you later, I have to call everyone else"
me "k, bye mom"
mom "bye"
My great-grandmother, a widow of the past 16 years, died today at the age of 99 years old! I'm in shock. When I was young, my great grandmother and I were fairly close. She would tell me stories about her life growing up while she played with my hair. I loved my great grandmother so much. As she aged, she devoloped Altzheimerz. She got to the point where she was mean to everyone, and then where she didn't know anybody.
So while my mom was here this morning, she recieved a call on her cell phone and told me to write down the name Jennifer with Hospice. I did and when she got off the phone I asked who was with Hospice. She said Great grandmother was. I asked how long she had left and mom said no more then 2 weeks.
Two weeks wasn't even 2 hours!
