Ok, I don't know how to start this, so I guess I'll just get to the point.

This saturday, my grandmother got into a coma.
2-3 hours later, she died.
My mom was there watching her, and she said it was a very peaceful death.
So, later that saturday, my mom took me, my sister, and two of my cousins to see her one last time, to say goodbye.
I've never seen someones face, without them actually "being" there, if you know what I mean.., it was just an empty shell who was lying in a hospital-bed.

Now I can't visit her ever again, except her grave.., but at the same time as I'm sad, I'm happy for her. Finally she can be with my grandfather, whom she loved more than anything.

She was one of the people I held the closest to myself.
She never asked for anything, and really KNEW what I was thinking, without me saying anything. She always told everyone around her how wonderful we were, and that WE made a difference.

I'm not going to keep talking about her, as I'm having a hard time not crying.
So I just thought I'd tell you guys what's going on, so you understand if I'm a bit distant at times, or simply don't want to talk.