My grandma passed on a year or so ago at 70 yrs. old. I remember all the happy times.... and I cry. Who wouldn't miss their grandma? But we had so many fun times, I wanted it never to end. There was even a "wake" held for her after her passing. While all of the family/freinds were painting flower pots in her honor..... I hid in the bathroom downing sleeping pills. I was heart-broken-they could all tell. I didn't join in the "fun" of painting the flower pots. I'm a wreck, emotionaly. I can't even think of her w/ out crying.....:sad: She was too good to me. I had the most fun spending time with her.... it toomk so little to make her happy. I once brought her a basket full of candy for easter. She was positively glowing at the gift, I made her so happy, & her very presence/attitude did the same for me. And now she's gone. She joined a mormon church and got us(her family) so much food from them. She was always a pleasure to be around. Her final wish was to be creamated and have her ashes spread over the ocean, so she could be one with nature. Very sweet thought..... but I can't even visit her gravesite-there is none. God help me stay alive, I want to go after her. Without her life is worse for me. She was like an oasis in a desert of unhappiness.