I can't believe I'm saying this. My grandma passed away last month and I just feel… lighter. Not sad. Not even a little. I feel like I can finally BREATHE for the first time in years. (I know, that sounds awful.) I put my whole life on hold after college to take care of her and it sucked everything out of me. I had no friends, no life, just her appointments and making sure she ate and trying to keep the house clean. And now she's gone and I'm… free. It's a horrible thing to think but it's true.