Grandma's Last Day

Today I wake up in a sad mood. I realize that tomorrow my grandma who has been taking such good care of me is leaving for her home in Arizona. She had lived with us for about sixteen years up until this May, and that has been hard on me. I am very close to my grandma, and it has been hard not having her around. I am making salmon for dinner in her honor, as her 75th birthday is in six days, and she has a tradition of eating salmon on her birthday. I am in such a sad state, and my mouth is killing me, so my mom decides to drag me to Trader Joe's to go shopping for dinner while my grandma gets her hair done. While at Trader Joe's, my mom buys some internal arnica, which helps with the swelling and pain. My mom decides that we should go out to lunch. We pick a Vietnamese restauraunt called Xyclo. The food is tasty, and I decide to go back when I have regained feeling in my upper mouth and my menu options are a bit broader. When I get home, I can't bring myself to do much. I do some web surfing, and before I know it, dinnertime had arrived. I am glad to have something productive to do. The recipe for company salmon that Laura has sent me is a hit, and I feel glad to be able to give back to my grandma, even though it does not measure up to all she has given me. I dread tomorrow night when my bed will be strangely cold and empty.