In which grandmasterfluffles isn't too concerned about her grandmother's imminent demise
When I was five years old, my grandmother had to go into hospital to have a massive abscess removed from her lung. She was in her 70s, extremely ill, and about to undergo a major operation. It didn't look as if she was going to make it. My mum had decided it was time to break the news to me, so she gently explained that Granny was very ill, and that there was a good chance she might never wake up from this operation. Everybody had to die sometime, and now might be Granny's time. Confused by how visibly upset my mother was about this, I tried to cheer her up by saying:

"But what's the problem? You don't even like Granny!"

I still don't really understand why she burst into tears.
(grandmasterfluffles Come to my Armageddon party on, Mon 27 May 2013, 8:24, 1 reply)

when my granddad died
everyone was in tears.
when my nan died, nobody really cared.
( Smash Monkey lowering the tone of the whole internet, Mon 27 May 2013, 16:41, closed)