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Yeah. Back from visiting my grandmother's house.

I held her hand and talked to her. I dunno how much got through. I said goodbye to her, and goodbye to my schattenganger of her.

Not much of her left.

I have a massive headache from all the crying. Lots more than I expected.

That's all I can really say about it so far. I'll make sense of it eventually. Afterwards I had a really awesome po-boy.

edit: Also, husbands, gimme a call at my mom's number when you're home, talking with y'all about this would probably be good.