R.I.P

I should go through and count how many times that has been the title of an entry. Probably only a few, because I havent had this diary for that long.

Anyway, my great grandma died yesterday. At 10 am.

It didn’t surprise me, it didn’t surprise anyone. And I know this sounds kind of harsh and heartless, but I’m happy for her. If you could’ve seen the state she’s been in for the last year or so, you’d agree with me. She hasn’t been able to talk, move, eat, do anything, even with the help of other people. She couldn’t remember who anyone was. It was more sad then than it is now.

Actually, Im not sad, not one bit. She lived a nice fulfilling life  She was what, 99 years old? So she didn’t make it to the big 100, oh well. 99 is a better number anyway.

However, I will miss how she used to force-feed me cake. Before we visited she’d go out and buy some, and then when we got there she would offer it to us, so of course, we ate it. We had to eat it. Otherwise, it wouldve been rude if we refused. That’s why i call it force-feeding.

I’m just glad for once I get a nice break, and get to deal with a pleasant death, if death can be pleasant, because Johnny’s wasnt….. and niether was Stephens… 🙁 i miss them

Anyway, Ive got to go make dinner for me and my brother, because my mom took my other brother to practice and when she gets back we’ve got to go get us some nice clothes to wear to the wake tomorrow and then the funeral on wednesday. ^_^ i get to miss school. Eh, I guess I shouldn’t be happy about that but oh well.