And in addition to all of that stress, my almost 94 year old grandmother's health deteriorated drastically this past week and she passed away yesterday. I had been taking my parents frequently to visit, and then going back again in the evenings when I knew she would be alone. I just didn't want her to die alone, and I was relieved that she died when my Dad and his youngest sister from Newfoundland were both with her. Truthfully her passing is a welcomed relief after so many years of suffering with Alzheimers disease. This is a photo of Grandma in January on her 93rd birthday. She didn't know who anybody was, but could still communicate somewhat and right until the end of her life she enjoyed holding hands and just being together.
I am really craving some time alone and some quilting time, but the relatives are all arriving tomorrow, so I'll have to delay that a few more days. Now is time for cleaning, cooking, and visiting with relatives.