Grandma Ruthie
Mood:  sad
My Grandma Ruthie passed away last night.

I found out about this morning after work. My mom left me two messages on my cell phone and before I even spoke to her I knew that it was about Grandma Ruthie. On the first message it sounded like Mom had been crying.

My mom, Justin and Tiffany are flying to New York to attend the funeral. If it wasn't so complicated for me to go (and had I spoken to my mom earlier than when I did), I would have.

I really wish that I insisted more to see over spring break when I was in New York. As it now stands permanently, I haven't hadn't seen her since August 1999, haven't hadn't spoken to her since winter break and just wrote her a letter in January.

Grandma hasn't been in very good health recently. She had been hospitalized and then got a live in care giver. We never took her complaints seriously because it seemed that she was always complaining about her health for the past few years. At the very least, she can finally be at peace and she lived long enough to be a great-grandmother to my cousin Scott's son, Justin.