Wednesday, January 15, 2014

Rough Week

I got a call on Sunday morning from my dad, one I'd been expecting for several years, now. My grandmother passed away on Sunday morning, at the ripe old age of 104 1/2.
While I'm sorry she's gone and I'll miss her forever, the flip side is that I was so lucky to have her for so long. She was the true embodiment of unconditional love in my life, and that's something that most people don't to get to have as part of their family life.
My dad, Oma and Opa (Grandmother and Grandfather) in Venice, 1938 or so.

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5 comments:

  1. Damian Michael AKA HalloweeNutJanuary 15, 2014 at 1:03 PM

    My condolences.

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  2. LisaJanuary 15, 2014 at 4:43 PM

    So sorry for your loss. What a life she must have had! Wow!

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  3. AnonymousJanuary 16, 2014 at 5:00 AM

    Sorry to hear it. The things and changes she had seen throughout her life had to be incredible.

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  4. Old Fashion HalloweenJanuary 16, 2014 at 3:24 PM

    I am sorry for your loss. The photograph is beautiful.

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  5. UnknownJanuary 20, 2014 at 8:55 AM

    Sorry for your loss

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