valen

Without getting TOO personal, I'll just say my great grandmother was not a nice woman. She didn't raise my grandfather properly, her sister (my great aunt) did, and THAT is a woman worthy of sainthood. I don't care how funny my friends look, she's 85 years old and every time she meets them she says "they're so cute" or "they're so beautiful." Anyway, when the great grandmother had a stroke and was laying in a hospital bed with a blank look in her eyes, not recognizing anything (and eventually dying without the support of machines) all I could think was that it finally came around to her and she died the way she left everyone in her life feeling, alone. It sounds horrible, but one day it does come back to you, and I sort of felt bad that I didn't feel a thing when she passed. But then I realized she never made me feel love, so it was like a stranger had died. So don't feel weird about this... I think we all need something at some point, in order to feel something back. <3