My Grandmother is dying, and I can't be there for her.
I just saw her, not three weeks ago. Healthy, vital, happy. And now, she's dying. She may already be gone. And I don't know, because I'm on the other side of the Pacific Ocean, and not in Denver where I belong.
I'm sorry Nana, I love you and I'll miss you.
Grant
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