April 30th 2008 my phone rang at 6am. It was a call from my grandparents house. If it was grandpa who left the message, then something happened to grandma. If it was grandma whom left the message then I knew something happened to mom. I didn't return the call right away. I took a shower and spent that ten minutes preparing myself for what I would hear. I hoped it was grandma just needing something fix on her computer.
Yesterday my aunt barb sent texts, facebook messages and emails trying to get the Konrad family together for Christmas and assign who should bring what.
This morning I received a call at 6am. I leaned upwards staring down at my phone on the stand next to my bed. As I stared I thought 'oh no no, not grandma, no.... NO!'
I hoped it was just aunt barb being persistent with the Konrad family get together.
Grandma has passed away this morning just a few months after her 75th birthday and five months after grandpa.
Disbelief. Anger. Sadness. Fear.
When I was younger I would always respond to her with "whatever". For as long as I can remember she would sign my cards "love, whatever".
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