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I was in Durant for my sister's baby's funeral when we were told that Grandma was in the hospital. My brother, sister and I all went to see her (totally keeping the baby's funeral out of our conversation at the request of Grandpa) Although clearly not a healthy, happy occasion to meet in a hospital, she was gracious and kind. I always felt my happiness increase when she'd speak to me. I felt like a person. I felt seen, really seen.

I wish I had known her better. I wish I was given the opportunity as an adult to do so. She was a lovely, warm hearted person. I can see how her absence would be missed.

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