10 years:( RIP Grandma- October 6 1997

I need to get this off my chest- it has been a hard week. 10 years ago today was the last time I talked to my grandma. She was an amazing woman- I loved her so much. She moved in with us when I was about 4. She stayed until I was 15- then she moved to BC. She lived out there with my Aunt and Uncle for a few years, and then suddenly passed away of an aneurysm.
My grandma would do anything for anyone. It really didn't matter who you were, she would do anything, and wouldn't expect anything in return. Everyone who knew her, knew they were lucky to have met her. All my friends called her Grandma too. She was there to help out my parents with us. She worked at the foothills hospital for a long time. When she retired- she stayed at home and took care of us. She always had something going on- and kept the family together.
My grandma came out to spend Christmas 1996 with us- my mom bought her a walkman- when she opened it she cried. She was so happy to have that- yes, something as simple as a walkman. Right before Thanksgiving the next year, she passed away.
I was in my room- listening to Boys II Men- seriously! My mom came home and called me upstairs. I went up- sat on the couch with her and she started to cry. She told me Grandma died. I thought she meant my great grandma (who has since passed, but was over 80 at the time). I wasn't to close to my great grandma- so I hugged my mom, when she turned to me and said- "No, Your Grandma- my mom". I didn't handle that well- I cried for a long time. I went to school the next day- but didn't go to any classes. I just couldn't deal with her being gone.
I remember calling my cousin Jessica. Her Aunt- who she was living with- told me she couldn't come to the phone, she was doing homework, she asked to take a message, and I started to cry- I told her that it was Jessica's cousin from Calgary and our Grandma has died. I then got to talk to Jessica- we talked and cried for hours, and she made plans to come down from Edmonton and make the trek with us to Trail for the funeral. I was so grateful to have her there with me.
I will never forget my Grandma- for years she was my rock! I loved her so much. This week is even harder because Danika is 3 months old this week- and I would love anything to have my Grandma her to meet her and see her grow up.
I have surrounded myself with Family for this weekend- my niece and sister will be staying here Saturday night so I can stay busy- which is what I think I need.
Grandma- I know you are around. Know I love you and miss you so much!