February 20, 2011-

It was two years ago today that my grandfather died. It’s also my grandmothers birthday. How cruel to have the love of your life die on your birthday. She’s still so sad. It’s like he died yesterday. She has not progressed much at all. I can’t blame her. I’d have probably died right along with him. In all honesty, I almost expected her to. They were both so unhealthy for so long that it was kind of a crap shoot as to who would die first. Now its been two years and she’s still going. Barely, though. She cries all the time. I miss him, too. I’m thinking this will be her last birthday.