I wish my grandma could just be fucking happy. Optimistic. Free of judgement. Free in general. Peaceful. Open minded.
FOR ONCE IN HER LIFE.
My dad said she’s been having conversations when no one is there and it “trips” him out. She’s turning 88 in June.
I just want her to be happy.
It’s because of her that I’m so tough like I am, that I don’t take shit personal.
My friend from St Mary’s, Caterina, her grandma just died a few days ago.
Sarah’s 20 year old cat just passed away too 😦
I’m really worried.