grandma peterson

my grandma didn't wake up today. turns out she had a stroke in her sleep and is now in a coma, of sorts. it's something about the thymus which regulates sleep. her doctor said that he's only had four patients with this type of stroke; two woke up and two didn't. i'm not a glass half full sort of person, so things don't look good. the whole situation really bothers me for reasons beyond her possible death. we didn't grow up near my grandma and if i took a minute to count all the times i've ever seen her, i could probablly do it on my own hands and maybe a few of nash's fingers. so not very often. stevie bevie hasn't met her, and neither has nash. i barely know her. but here's what i do know: she is a great woman. i know this because of my mom. because my mom is a great woman and i know that the things my grandma did for her when she was growing up helped dictate the person my mother is. so, if for no other reason, i love my grandma because she raised my mom. i wish i had had the opportunity to know her better and hope that maybe nash will still have a chance to meet her.