Grandma

My Dad called this evening.  My Grandma, who had been taken to the hospital with pneumonia two days ago, will be taken off life support this evening and released to Hospice care.  She’s 95 now and I know that she’s “lived a full life” but that doesn’t make it any easier.  And as I talked to my Dad, I realized that, someday, I will have to make this call to MY children about my PARENTS.  Reality stinks.