Life's a Bitch...
My grandmother died last wednesday night at 2:15 in the morning. It was wierd... I was talking about her so much that day, memories... hoping that she would go in peace when it was her time... and then mom came in at 2:15 in the morning and told me grandma had passed away. She was sleeping as far as i know, the pain was too much for her anymore and i think she just really wanted to be with my grandfather. I know shes in a happier place now, and i'm not exactly the religious type, at one point i despised the name God and all the people who could worship something they will never see. But ive come to realize Faith... Faith in anything it something that gives people hope... and no i may not still believe in god, but i know theres an afterlife. I dont need the proof, because thats what i want to believe. And i know my grandmother is better off with her husband in heaven or wherever because she is not suffering anymore. 82 years of her life were spent changing others. I have a heartful of respect for that woman. I love you grandma, and I hope everything is well.
Love Nicole
Love Nicole