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Jul 29, 2011 08:50

My gran. She's not... she's not with us anymore. My mom is going to make the arrangements and I've already chosen what she's gonna be wearing.

We're going for a very Egyptian casket, because we plan to put her beloved doll and her teddy (it talked! it said things like, can you find my hand? and then it giggled and say, you're very smart, can you find my stomach! no, that's not my stomach!) in there with her, which is kinda weird, but it's better they are in there with her than here in the house.

Fuck, I'm gonna miss her. I really am. But god, she's not in pain anymore, she's fine, she's up there with her brother probably looking down at me, at how I'm in the computer, which they knew was my vice.

God, I love you, gran, you know that, you always did. I love you and you love me and I have that, I will always have that, everything we did together, those six months I did nothing but be here, with you, watching all seven seasons of Stargate in Sci-fi and going to Wong and spending money and you being the regal woman you've always been.

I will miss you like hell, you gotta know that. I love you. So much. Always.

my grandmother, my life, real life

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