...it killed my grandmother back in 2000 around this time. I get somewhat bluesy, because I miss her so much. One good thing came out of it, though; I don't drink nowhere near as much as I used to; in fact, I haven't done it in over 6 months now, I think.
{{{Hugs}}} It might sound silly, but you know what they say, in every cloud there's a silver lining. Your grandmother's passing opened your eyes to what could become of yourself if you continued drinking the way you once had. You saw this, and made a change for the better. Much love...