The funeral on Friday ended up being a double funeral. It was totally shocking.
I arrived at the Smith house at around 8:30ish on Friday. Randy was on the couch, having just got home from work. Annee and I sat down and asked where everyone was. Randy said they were making the arrangements to postpone the funeral. I asked why and he said Grandma had passed away that morning.
?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!
Come to find out, that story I told in my last post about grandma visiting grandpa? Well, the staff at the care center were instructed to NOT let grandma see him. I guess after she did, she just shut down. She stopped eating, stopped responding to anybody, everything. Then, shortly before grandpa passed away, she had a stroke. She didn't wake up.
Grandma died almost 48 hours to the minute after Grandpa did.
In a way, it was a good thing. I am grateful that they are both together and not suffering any more. More than that though, I am grateful mom doesn't have to go through this a second time. This was hard enough for all of us, her especially. I think another week like this last one would have been too much for her.
So, we had a service for both of them on Friday at 3:00 p.m. It was amazing they were able to get everything ready that fast. There was a lot of drama during and afterward, but it is over now, and both Grandpa and Grandma can rest in peace now.
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