Sadly this blog shan't be of the G20 mayhem but for the first time in what felt like decades, I felt emotion.
My Grandma died yesterday upon suffering four strokes within weeks and manhandled so effectively by nursing home staff that she was left with severe bruising and two large lumps on her head as they tried to turn her over as she collasped. Tired out, she passed away peacefully in her sleep with the radio on, just how she would of liked it.
I do not know what to feel. Anger for the way she was treated at the new nursing home that she had been there for less then a month or saddened that I wasn't there to tell her I loved her.
My eyes well up at the thought of her in any discomfort, I was shocked at first and now realise that I shall never see her smile or frail hands hold mine again.
Rest in Peace, the angels shall look after you now x