RIP Grandma Thompson 1927-2013

My grandma passed away last Wednesday night. I got a call at work saying she had 24 hours to live, but she only had 9. It was so sudden. Saturday night we called each other and chatted about the Canucks game like usual. Tuesday night I called her and we argued about where to go for dinner on my birthday. My mum and I rushed up to see her and she was lucid and normal. At 11PM I went home alone to her house and my mum was to stay the night in hospital with her. I woke up in the middle of the night hearing someone call my name from upstairs and I was so scared. Just then my mum called me and said she was in the driveway and would I let her in? I opened the door, look at my mum, aunt and uncle and fainted. What a horrible night. At least she was not in hospital long. My aunt and I had to tear the house apart the next day to find her will and her final wishes. Thank goodness she wrote down what she wanted because we were in to state to decide anything and the funeral home wanted to know immediately what was do be done. Note to self: Pre-plan your own funeral. When my boyfriend and I met, we had 4 grandparents between us and now we have none. I feel so old.

This was taken by Vancouver's Foncie's photos. Probably mid 1940's. 

My grandfather and grandmother. Weren't they cute?

My grandmother's birthday was Halloween and she loved to dress up, wear masks and be goofy. On the left she's wearing a 1940's maid dress with her creepy mask last year. In the middle as a 1950's "girl".

 This is the last photo I took of her. She was matching the display of Lake Louise blankets at Hudson's Bay. She said her friends would be so envious because of her jaunt downtown. We went to the Spaghetti Factory, drove over the Burrard Street bridge and tooled around Kits.