My Grandma died last night, so I’m sure you will understand when I say that the only thing I can wish for right now, rather futilely, is to have her back.
She was more than a grandma; she truly was like a second mother.
No number of what ifs will bring her back.
She went peacefully. She had a good life. And she will be sorely missed.
I will be quiet for a while as I work through my grief but I will be back as soon as I feel able; she wouldn’t want me to stop doing the things I enjoy.