In the midst of an already disappointing weekend, we got the sad news that DH's grandmother passed away on Saturday night. I can only describe her as the quintessential Grandma: kind, nurturing, gentle, loving, and happy. She was always quick with a smile and a hug, interested to hear how life was treating you. I wouldn't be surprised to hear that her heart was made of pure sugar, that's how sweet she was. DH's grandfather passed away more than 20 years ago, and our consolation is that they are together again, peaceful and content in Heaven.
DH is leaving for the funeral in Michigan on Wednesday -- my birthday -- and will return on Saturday afternoon. After serious consideration, we decided it would be best for me and Bean to stay here. So not only will I not get to pay my last respects to Grandma, but it will just be me, the baby, and the pooch celebrating the last year of my 20s. I can't wait to see what they have planned. As I had already expected to mope around on my birthday due to Other Stuff weighing on me (which I won't go into here because it seems tacky after mentioning the loss of Grandma), the situation is really working out toward that end. If anyone wants to come to my pity party, the invite is open!