Home Sweet Mar

It's the night before my grandmother's funeral. Didn't think I'd have to say that until after my wedding. Ever since I've been back it's been a weird experience; feeling sad only when I see my grandfather. She went in her sleep, which was best but my mother tells me that she was found without her oxygen in. It's assumed that she knocked it loose in her sleep but my mum suspects that she might have pulled it out on purpose. I can see why she might have but it's still hard to believe. After hearing this it's all I can think of when I see her; and I've seen her a lot today. I want to use this in my work but it's hard when I can't really shoot in my grandpa's house. I'd love to take pictures in her bedroom but I don't want to upset anyone. My family isn't bound to understand why I do what I do, especially with this series. It's a shame because this is a great way for me to deal with this loss. I keep getting a picture of my head beneath her mattress but I'm not sure how I can swing that one.