You know, I woke up this morning and the thought that she would die today never crossed my mind. It’s amazing, isn’t it? When Nanny died, I found out by my mom coming to me while I was having a great time with my friends. Now my grandmother here? Never crossed my mind. I made plans to go on a date today, cancelled them to hang out with my friends and have a great time, and then we see an ambulance going to her house. We drive over there… she was slumped over in her chair. Cannot be unseen. My mom was crying, I was crying, my grandfather was crying. Jon came over and took me home and, you guys know me, I humor myself. Good news, now she too can smoke all she wants, have all the wine she wants, and she can truly enjoy it all. Once you’re gone you have nothing to lose right? This makes me grateful that I wasn’t in NY when Nanny died. I saw my fucking grandmother slumped over in her chair. You know what she was doing before that? Watching TV and smoking a cigarette. How do I know? The TV was on, and there was a cigarette in the ashtray. Don’t you wish everything was that obvious. Summer 2012? Great way to start off, isn’t it? Nothing is fair in this life, no wonder why she left it. I’m so glad that death makes peoples lives easier. She’s happier now, we’re not, but she is. And if she’s happy, I’m happy. R.I.P. Grandma, say “Hi” to Nanny for me.