I joined the forum because the enormity of it all is struggling to make sense to me. 

Just hours ago I lost my wonderful grandmother, my second and more loving mother figure to lung cancer after a 5 month battle.  I'm still reeling from the horror of how unrecognisable she was when I was with her today... A shadow of herself, unresponsive and struggling for every breath. 

I don't understand why cancer has taken such a lovely person away from us all and the shock is overwhelming.  The grief comes in waves along with the tears.

At the moment none of it feels real at all.  I came to ask if anyone had any words of comfort or advice to give because I feel the process of accepting what had happened has only just begun, and it seems too much...