Good-bye, Nana
Nana passed away the day before yesterday, from pancreatic cancer. She was at home, surrounded by her chosen family, and as far as I know, it was quick and relatively painless.
I am... I don't know.
She was one of those seemingly indestructible tiny maritime women. She would have been 96 this spring, and when I saw her last February she was in perfect health, and in fact made a joke that one of those "assisted living" programs had refused her access because she was in such good shape. I thought she would live to be 100, at the very least.
Nana was the closest person I ever had to a grandmother. I'm going to miss her so much.
Nana's on the right. With her is my childhood friend E. and her father.
I am... I don't know.
She was one of those seemingly indestructible tiny maritime women. She would have been 96 this spring, and when I saw her last February she was in perfect health, and in fact made a joke that one of those "assisted living" programs had refused her access because she was in such good shape. I thought she would live to be 100, at the very least.
Nana was the closest person I ever had to a grandmother. I'm going to miss her so much.
Nana's on the right. With her is my childhood friend E. and her father.