joys of unpacking

[ydontuslide]

i was convinced i had left behind the necklace i had been given by my grandmother. i almost saw it haning on the mirror in my old room in PA. i dont have many physical things from her. a lot of what was passed down to me were recipes and this necklace was something special. while unpacking a box today i found it. i almost started crying. she has been gone for six years now and sometimes im hit with such a vivid memory i forget she died. its a little more difficult now, being back in san diego. we passed by kaiser a few nights ago and i felt a pit in my stomache. its difficult for me to even think about going back into that hospital. one of these days im going to get my memorial tat done. i remember before she crossed over to no hope she said when she got to heaven she wanted big boobs and great gams. so, my memorial tat for her is betty boop (boobs and gams my friends, boobs and gams) with angel wings.

the whole point of this is, omg yay. i thought ihad left it behind. sometimes a drag of a day can have an upside. :)