So.

Grans had a heart attack this morning and passed away. Tam and I will be going to Mackay either tomorrow or Tuesday (depends on whether we drive or fly). At least she didn't have to go through the pains of chemo and radiation therapy. The memory of me last meeting her was inviting her down for Mother's Day, and she looked so happy and excited. I really did not expect this. I don't know how to handle this - I've never had a close relation die, I've never been to a funeral. All I can do is keep Tam close, keep my mind off everything, and just keep going. We had even bought her a Mother's Day present - we'd found this awesome set of tea cups and saucers with Elvis on them - the cups had his face on it, and the saucer had a print of a record on it.

So all I can do now is keep on knitting., and try and keep my mind occupied. My mother continues to be a rock. I cried with Dad on the phone when he called to tell me. And then we sat there and talked, about anything and everything. GPSes for clocks, Pop and Grandad living in a bachelor pad behind Mum and Dad's place, being able to play WoW and talk on the phone (as opposed to me doing a transcription and talk on the phone - does not work). The funeral will either be on Wednesday or Friday... thankfully, not on Thursday. Don't think it would have been great to have to go to Grans's funeral on my birthday.

Anyway, should probably have a shower. Sitting around all day in jammies... knitting and watching How I Met Your Mother. Good times :)

Love you, Grans. Hope you're having an awesome time with Elvis :)