Yeah....
So I had this one dream, it was to meet the grandfather that I never met. My dad's father. He lived in Puerto Rico. My mother has never met him, neither have my brothers. It was one thing that I really just wanted to do. To see things down there in the country, and to met my actual grandfather. My dad called tonight, he found out last monday that he had died a few weeks ago. He had cancer for a year and half...nobody called my dad nor his sister to tell him about their father, till last monday. For the year and a half that he had cancer, nobody called then either to tell him. He would have made the extra effort to get down and see him. Oh well, there went that dream. I know it might sound stupid, but it was just something that I wanted to do. Anyway, I am off to read. Night!