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I can’t really say that I miss her, but I remember what that summer was. I can’t be near an ambulance; it brings back the memories of being in the one that took her to the hospital, the last place she was before she passed away.

Her passing was different than my grandfather’s. I remember my grandfather needed a lot of care from adult diaper to just simple movements around the house. For my grandmother, she knew it was coming and she tried to alleviate as much pain as she could. I wasn’t the best caretaker for her and if I had the chance to do it again, I would do a much better job.

I hope that she’s resting in peace and that she and my grandfather are watching over us.

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