Failing Fast

I received a phone call tonight at 5:09pm while I was shopping at Cub. It was my Dad. He sounded down, tired, and very sad. Things my Dad very rarely sounds. My Grandmother is "failing fast." All the brothers & sisters are there (her children, my aunts and uncles - 9 of them) and they don't expect her to be with us much more than a few more hours. My heart is heavy. I cried when I listened to the message. I can hear her laughter constantly in my ears. I know she's ready to move on to a new phase of her existence....she's made that much clear...but it's still hard. Of course it's hard. I am sad.