I am not sure in what proportion to be sad and be relieved. It was a long trip downhill, and I'm glad it's over. I never spent much time with her. But she is my Grandma. Mostly I'm just numb right now, I guess. [Edit: I did not see much of her during my childhood, as she was in California and I was in Alaska. This is going to be a much worse blow for Dad, Mama, and the California branch of the family.]
Grandma is survived by her four children, six grandchildren, and a couple of great-grandchildren as well (the elder set of cousins are both married off).