1.26.2008
tearing hearts out and throwing them to the floor
my grandma died in August of my freshman year in high school. she had several strokes and a heartattack that left her paralyzed for quite some time. miracuously a couple months before she died she started gaining limited mobility once more.
but she didn't know who i was.
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i know how bad the whole "grandmother not knowing who you are" thing is. mine was the same way, and i stopped seeing her the moment she looked at me as if i was a stranger.
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