As I was getting ready for work this morning, a call came through Mom's phone from Dad. Strange, especially when he only calls her during Saturdays, and sometimes he forgets. So when Mom asked "what news" and her eyes got teary, I knew that Grandma passed away.
Throughout the day, questions were going through my head wondering how we will arrange to get to the UK again, when will we leave and when I would come back, how long it would take to settle the manpower situation for the outlet and so on. Not forgetting the billion calls that came in just about work crap, getting stuff ready for the meeting with the bosses.
Didn't even know where I was driving half the time. I took 2 wrong turns today - Seriously what the hell?
Guess I'm glad I managed to see her before she passed on, but I'm sad for Grandpa who has to deal with this all on his own, just 5 days after we left him to get back.
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