Death has become like just another every day thing to me.  My gran has recently been diagnosed with lung cancer.  She is 82 and decided not to receive treatment.  Doctors don't think she will live to see next year.  In 2009 my other gran died, in 2010 my dad died, and in 2011 my mom died.  I have become "numb" at the idea of death.  It is part of life and one day I will go too.  I am 26 and only having a younger sister left as my close family, I am getting paranoid that something will happen…