Grandma’s Secret
Grandma’s Secret Earlier this month, my grandmother passed away in her sleep. Nan had been only 66 years old when she died, but it hadn’t happened unexpectedly. The doctors had given her two months when they discovered the cancer that was slowly destroying her body, and that was just about as much as she got. At least she didn’t suffer much. After the funeral and the period of grieving, there remained the task of moving all of Nan’s possessions out of her house and get it ready for sale. Gathering, sorting and storing a lifetime’s worth of possessions is a lot of work, and I decided to take a few days off from college to be with my family and help them as much as I could. My assistance was gladly accepted and mom had …