
How did you feel?
Upset? Traumatised? Relieved? Like poking it with a stick?
( , Thu 28 Feb 2008, 9:34)
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My grandmother's, as in between the time we'd called to say we were picking her up to go out to lunch and the time we arrived, she'd had a stroke and died.
She helped my mother raise me after my parents divorced. I had to call my mother at work and get her to leave and come to the hospital without telling her exactly what had happened.
I felt like part of my heart had died, too. I still do.
( , Thu 28 Feb 2008, 19:25, Reply)
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