I feel like I should write something. I feel like I should want to write something. I don’t.
My grandmother died on June 10th. It was and still is terrible. I lost what feels like the only person who truly knew me. To make matters worse, her friend Will that had a heart attack a week before she died is not doing so well. He went to have some procedure done and they started before they realized how much damage he actually had to his heart. They transfered him to a hospital in New York City. He needed a quadruple bypass! He made me his healthcare proxy. That’s terrifying! He had the surgery a few days ago and his recovery is going okay.
I haven’t recieved a letter from Glenn since she died and that makes me angry.
I guess that’s all I have to say at the moment.
