So I found out Saturday night that my grandmother had passed away on Good Friday. She and my Grandfather had gotten married on April 21, which that year was also Easter, so they kind of considered Easter their anniversary as much as 4/21 was. She was also a kind and positive person. She once made me promise that I'd tell the girl I loved how I felt about her, not because she thought things would work out between us necessarily, but because she knew that it was something that would be good for me. And she was right. She would ask if someone was up when they were in their room, and when they said yes, she'd ask, "What, up on the bed?" I'll miss talking to her on the phone and receiving her wisdom, but I know she's in a better place.