life itself,

[surprise_dragon]

my grandmother passed away yesterday. she passed away at royal columbian hospital in new west, yesterday afternoon, around 3 oclock. when i was told, the reality of it didnt exactly set in right away. she passed away due to some heart condition of some kind, i didnt want to ask for details, the point is that shes in a better place now. the reality of it did set in when my mother told me that she was goin to visit her, but decided not to because my dad was probly too tired from drivin all day and came home instead. late last night, she told me that she wanted to visit her but came home instead, and felt guilty missin her chance to see her one last time. my father(real father, bare in mind) called me to tell me the news, and said, "your gramma left us son, she didnt fight, she went peacefully. she wanted you to know, she loved all her grandkids. i love you son."

one of my more fonder memories of her was when she was in the hospital a few years back. she was in for another surgery of some kind, and a few of us cousins went to all go visit her. she just came out of recovery, and she was semi awake. i went in to visit her personally. i went in, kissed her on the forehead and asked how she was doin, she uttered somethin and just smiled at me. we just kinda looked at eachother for a while until the nurse asked me to let her get her rest. quite a few ppl visited her while she was still recoverin, and the only one she vividly remembers was me kissin her on the head.

and thats how ill remember her, smiling back at me.

this is all i have the strength to write right now,