KC's great grandmother recently passed, which is not exactly a horrible thing. Having succumbed to severe dimensia for a while now, she was no longer the smart, independent lady everyone knew. Humanity tells us that no one wishes to live in a world where everything is unfamiliar and no action can be taken without the help of another. It was a blessing that she finally passed and peace is hers at last. She was such a lovely woman who'd achieved unimaginable feats, including having nine children after getting married at the age of 14. She will be missed. We'll be traveling to Chicago on Thursday for the funeral which will take place on Friday.
The kids were amazed to find out that up until a few days ago, they had two great-great grandmothers who were still alive. The woman who lived in the top floor of the duplex where KC's mom used to live was merely perceived as the woman who lived above Grandma. It was funny to see their faces when they learned Mama Jean is actually blood-related family.
Not a big fan of funerals, myself, I'm hoping this one goes without a hitch and we all leave feeling at peace, appropriately bereaved, and un-traumatized. We shall see...
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