by the numbers, it's not a tragedy.

years lived: 81
children: 6
grandchildren: 12
great-grandchildren: 13 (and counting!)

but beyond the numbers, she was my grandma and she will be missed. intensely. she's in almost every single one of my childhood memories. every one. she taught me how to cook, bake, cheat at cards, be a good person, and how to have fun doing something that, on the surface, seems like nothing. she had secrets that i will never know. it seems weird and wrong that this is now a world where she does not exist.

so, if you don't mind, please raise a glass of whatever you are drinking (coffee, wine, she loved it all) and wish my grandma, edna arthur, well.