I'm just sorta in head-down mode. My Grandma is...not doing well. In four months, her mind has deteriorated from basically fine to let's-not-leave-her-alone-for-long. She has terrible hemolytic anemia and sudden weight loss. We're looking for all the likely culprits, but so far no real answer. She has had dysplasic anemia for some time, so this may or may not be related.
My early life was...not easy. My paternal Grandparents provided the only constant home I ever knew, even when I only visited occasionally. She has been kindness and stability my whole life, and she's walking out the door. It's all I can do to keep up with work and trying to visit her. I'm still around, but this is why I'm quiet.
Nobody can live forever, but sometimes it's very hard to face it.