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Uncle Don & grandma are getting worst every day, each day is a countdown when it's their time. Seeing my aunt and uncle's kids, cousin, etc taking on the stress and heartache brings me back memories when my father passed. I really didn't like it when I was told that I seem like I don't care. I do care, just because I'm not already grieving, mourning, and crying everytime I see them...doesn't mean I do not care. I just got used to seeing death and heartache over the years and learned how to build up the walls. That doesn't make me a cold heartless bitch because I don't cry. I do cry and only when I decided to let those walls down...when no one is around.
The best thing for them is not act like they're aleady gone...it's to let them live and joke, laugh, and smile with them. Live, laugh, smile, and love is the best medicine for them. That is how I see it...and if this certain "family member" have a problem with it then go cry. Cry, cry, cry.
The best thing for them is not act like they're aleady gone...it's to let them live and joke, laugh, and smile with them. Live, laugh, smile, and love is the best medicine for them. That is how I see it...and if this certain "family member" have a problem with it then go cry. Cry, cry, cry.