Dying young could be glamorous
Well, good news first: My great grandma is out of a coma. Bad news: She had a stroke and is now completely, utterly crazy. Ahe goes on and on about "good news" and having to tell us things and she has no idea what time ot is, and every once in a while she freaks out and randomly starts to cry. She's in a nursing home now. I hate the smell of those places. They smell like death and johnson's baby powder. My grandfather had the right of it: die doing what you love and quickly. He was riding his tractor. I can see it in her eyes that she isn't the same person. Her eyes are just blank. That's the saddest part.
Pray.
Bethany
Pray.
Bethany