mom-mom
my grandmother passed away recently. she was in her 90s. remarkable woman. i went off to college at 18 and didn't get home much. on one of those early trips mom-mom as we called her, pulled out a chair climbed up on it, looked me straight in the eye, and said, you may be a big shot college boy living all alone on the other side of the country, but i'm still your grandmother. all the while she was shaking her crooked ancient finger at me. she then climbed down and returned to normal life as if nothing unusual had happened. heh. my aunt did something i think is really cool. no funeral. we'll be having a memorial service in july. way cool. funerals are expensive inconvenient traditions for people who don't visit their relatives while they are alive. and seem to be genuinely surprised that the passage of time has taken someone away. i'm gonna go hug my kids.