So my grandmother died this evening. She was a smoker for forty some odd years and had part of one of her lungs taken out because of cancer. She had basically all of the top five killers of women. She was a fighter though and had survived the lung cancer for five years. This is very rare from what I've learned. My mother had left town to go see her along with the rest of her siblings on Friday afternoon. My mother initially didn't want to go but one of her sisters convinced her to go by paying for her plane ticket out. My mother would call with updates though we had to sift through the information given as my other aunt is a pathological liar. Tonight my mother called with the news that my grandmother had passed away. It was kind of surprising for me as l had expected her to pull out of this one. I'm going to be taking a plane out to attend the funeral. Any who I'm too tired to write anymore.