It has been five years since I lost my Gram. I'm sitting here sniffing a bar of soap that I took from her house after she died, Caress is the strongest smell to bring her back to me. I'm listening to the song they played at her funeral and sobbing. No, not sobbing, physically heaving. I'm wrapped in her sweater and next to me is a notebook full of ( Read more... )

It's always kind of been in the back of my mind, but lately there are at least a few occasions that I seriously pondered what I might do if I hit an animal with my car and it didn't die but was suffering. I've always thought that I wouldn't have it in me to put the animal out of it's misery and it turns out, I was right ( Read more... )

I'm going home for a few days to be with him. I always say he is the female version of the male version of me, 'cause he's gay, and our grandmothers were just another way we were simpatico. Our grams were our favorite people in the world and we were theirs. Our grandmothers lived next door to each other in a senior apartment complex and we would ( Read more... )

I had the worst day. Irate customers who yelled at me that weren't even customers for my damn company, an onslaught of patients all with pressing issues, co-workers who were flighty and not as helpful as they could be, and it was so hectic that nobody got a lunch break. At one point, I flipped my boss off and told her 'no' to seeing a patient. She ( Read more... )

My Gram died today.

She died at the same time as the Pope.

My brother was supposed to visit her today and yesterday he said "I don't need to go, she will be going to heaven with the Pope tomorrow."

I have a canyon sized ache.

Remembering her with Coke and M&M's.

See you in my dreams sweetie.

Love you so much.