Goodbye, Grandma.

My grandma died today.

It is okay. It's right; good, in fact. It was her time; probably well past her time. She was hurting, and I think, probably ready.

My last grandparent died today.

And it's sad. The close of a chapter in my life, a changing of the guard, a generational stopping point, a meaningful shift.

But it's mainly, just, bittersweet.

My grandma lived a good life. At 89, she lived a long life. It was a full life, and I believe she would say that it was a happy one. It was a life full of love, certainly, and truly, in the end, what more can any of us want?

And as I am nearing 40 myself, I can't help but consider how lucky I have been in all of it.

I had four present and involved grandparents throughout my childhood. They were part of my life. And I knew each of them into my own adulthood.

I am lucky in that way.

And so, honestly then, what more could I ask?

Donna Jean (Halgren) Mazie

Sept 9, 1936 – Feb 5, 2026