My paternal grandmother died last night at the age of 90. Complications from her falling and breaking her hip led to her passing. She was the person who introduced me to horror movies and encouraged my writing (even if she didn't understand it). In the last two years we would watch horror movies like Zombie, Evil Dead II, and more afterI got done with work. Without her and my aunt I probably would have never gotten into fantasy, sci-fi and horror. Without her and my family I would never have even had the thought of the Amazing RPG Fun Pad.
B-Movie Monday will return in 2 weeks, and more stuff will be popping up here soon. Grandma Angel would not want me to dwell on what happened. She would want me to live.
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My condolences, Mike. My grandmother had similar problems in her final years--she'd broken her hip multiple times, the first time in her mid-80's, and was bed-bound in the end.
All the best to you and your family.
Thank you, sir.
She made your life better. That's its own kind of immortality.
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