My great-grandmother died today at the age of 105.
When my mum told me the news, I wasn't quite sure how to feel. Truth be told, she was really quite mental being as old as she was, and didn't really know what was going on anymore. I don't feel particularly sad, but rather proud that she lived as long a life as she did.
So goodbye for now, Great Grandma. If only my milk could last as long as you.
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