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I mentioned my friend manderspander, Amanda, in my last post. She kept me sane last year during trade deadline, and that's possibly the least of what she's done for me. We've been friends since we were babies. Her family has been mine and my family hers.

And this morning - technically now, yesterday morning - her grandmother died. It's not unexpected, but it's quite sudden. It's almost like one of my own grandparents dying; I realized a couple years ago that Jean has always been a surrogate grandmother for me. I love her a lot. Her husband died when I was a freshman in high school, so this is the second grandparent Amanda has lost.

Amanda is a couple hours' drive away from me, and her father (Jean's son) lives in my area. I told Amanda I would go keep her company if she needs it, or go up to accompany her on the trip down, since she's afraid to come down. So if I disappear in the next couple of days, that's why.

I have to call my mom tomorrow and tell her. It's going to break her heart, too; she's known Jean since long before I was born.

I don't really know how to end this, so I guess I'll just stop typing now.