Coming to Terms with Grandma Dying

I finally called my aunt (who is responsible for my grandmother) to get an update on how Grandma's doing. I got her machine, and then she got mine. She told me that Grandma's is going downhill fast. I haven't spoken to my aunt much for a couple of years since she tried to put the weight of the world taking care of both my grandmother and my mother, who both have Alzheimer's. So, calling her was a big step for me. It is hard to trust my family because they treat me pretty badly generally. I'll call her again tomorrow morning (the time difference is pretty big). I am really not looking forward to having to bury my grandmother. I mean, even at this end stage, she still has a bit of her personality, and when she sees me, her spirit still glows. Of course, I haven't seen her in like 9 months, so maybe it has all changed now. Oy. I sent chocolate covered strawberries and cookies that'll arrive tomorrow, so that at least some of her last bites will be sweet.

Thanks, K, for encouraging me to write tonight.