So today was Part I for the funeral. R.I.P. Grandma. It's depressing.. I cried a lot throughout it. Memories of my grandma and I raced throughout my mind. My tears couldn't control themselves and raced down my cheeks like the memories. You don't know how much something is after you lose them. Today's Part II. Grandma, I really love you. You're in a better place now. R.I.P.