This weekend I was scheduled to volunteer for the Special Olympics, but my Grandmother Edith, died and I flew to her funeral. She and my grandfather were married for 72 years. When he heard the news, he said "This is the saddest day of my life". Luckily he has bouts with dementia and at times, forgets. Grandma always said that I was "Perfect", just like her. She is missed dearly. I dont even like thinking about the fact that she's gone. She was the glue in our family.I
