my grandma passed away today. we had a complicated relationship, she was a complicated woman, but in the end i am pretty sure she loved me, and i know i loved her. i have some theories about what happens when we die, and they bring me solace...so while i am sad, i am also happy that she is released - from a body that was failing her, from memories she tried so hard to avoid, from loneliness, from sorrow.
and any time i hear a piece by chopin or liszt, i'll take a moment to thank her for introducing me to the music.