Goodbye Grandma

So today was the burial of my maternal grandma. The last one left.
Till the end, always positive and smiling even in her sleep.
It's weird. I was numb throughout the whole weekend and I was so sure that I wouldn't shed a tear.
If anything, I felt guilty I wasn't as devastated as when my other grandma passed away.
I still tear up when I drive by the elderly apartment next to my house.

I guess she's in a better place after 14 years, bedridden in a nursing home. No one could have passed more peacefully.

I've realized recently- the two things I feared the most in my formative years have passed and it was not quite as horrible as I imagined.
Death of a loved one and heartache.
Life goes on I suppose. Isn't it GRAND?????????

Which makes me think. Do guys go through these only-in-your-twenties-introspective-ah-ha moments??? Maybe this is why I don't mind aging even if "my stock is going down." :) Seriously, kind of excited for the big 3-0....