She fell ill over Christmas, recovered, and then ended up with pneumonia again just a few weeks back.

It's moments like today that make me nostalgic. She was stubborn. She wanted things her way. Who doesn't? She may have been difficult a time or two. Who can't? But still, she was my grandmother. She was also the last of the grandfamily for my brothers and me. Whether you accept family or deny any similarity, it's still all you got. I'll miss you, Nana. Hope you got where you wanted to go, and hope you're looking down on all of us. Smokin'.
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