I got a call from my uncle this afternoon telling my she had passed away.
I don't want to believe, it's come as such a shock, it was only two days that I saw her and she seemed totally fine and her normal self. She's more than just my nan, she was the one who was always there for me, who raised me, she was more like a mum to me and I wish I'd told how grateful I am for that. I don't know what I'm going to do without her. It's weird, I keep thinking I should call her because I'm upset and she's always good to talk to talk when I am, then I remember why and realise I can't speak to her