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durham_knits at 01:35am on 22/09/2008
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My grandmother died Wednesday night. I have no grandmothers left. That's hard to think about.
On Wednesday morning, she met her first great-granddaughter, the child of my cousin. She was 92 years old, and died peacefully with most of my family there. Although a passing is always sad, that's the way I want to go.
Rest well, gramma.
On Wednesday morning, she met her first great-granddaughter, the child of my cousin. She was 92 years old, and died peacefully with most of my family there. Although a passing is always sad, that's the way I want to go.
Rest well, gramma.
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