passing

My grandmother passed away a little before Thanksgiving. The funeral service was this past weekend. I was a small service. Held at the beach and her ashes were spread in the ocean. I'm pretty sure it's littering or some shit, but it was her wish. It was good to see everyone again. Amazing what it takes to bring people together sometimes. We spent the day there. Got to look through a bunch of old photos and stuff. I guess this seems like a kind of dry entry but I don't know what else to say here. It was almost, and this seems like a sad thing to say, a relief to know she's at peace now instead of stuck in a nursing home, lying in a bed all day. I don't know. Mixed reaction I suppose.