A Sad Mourning

It isn't exactly how I pictured waking up on Martin Luther King day. I post and stretch and then the phone rings.

My mother says my grandmother has passed away. She had been in some pain so it's the double-edged sword of bittersweet relief I think. Is that wrong? To wish someone peace, knowing that peace is not with you. I do it often, so it comes easily to my mind. But still I grieve. For my mother and my grandmother. I'll see them soon, I think.