Day 8- Family story from growing up

One of my last (nonsick/hospitialized) memories of my grandma was her 80th birthday party. We all got together at my house (I was about 14, it was right before she died) and celebrated. It was also one of the last family events I was comfortable at.

It was just a small celebration- my parents, a few cousins, some aunts and uncles.

I don’t remember tons, but we had cake and ice cream and it was one of my very last pleasant memories of her.She went downhill fast, her birthday was May 1 and she died June 18.

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