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So my sister and I packed p yesterday and headed to Ohio cause my Grandmother was ill. We drove till both of us could no longer stay awake. About 3 hours from our final destination in Massillon. We got here less than an hour ago. My dad, aunt sister and Grandpa arrive at the hospital, only to find out she passed away less than 5 min before we arrived at her hospital room. This trip was never going to be a "good" trip. But now I'm not sure what we are supposed to do. To some of my family I will look cold and heartless, but someone, and its usually me has to be that rock. So for now I will settle into my roll as such until a later time when it sinks in. And this may sound hars, but her passing does not hurt me as bad as how much I know my Grandpa will miss her. It is his pain that gets to me and I just don't know what he's going to do now. His world is gone, and I have no idea how one recovers from that.