i'm such an emotional mess right
now.
and yeah, i guess i'm venting. my grandaddy died yesterday
morning and he didn't deserve to. it wasnt his fault that my
grandma never fed him and lived off of his cigarette. he didnt
have to die now. he was a pretty healthy man... and now my mom is
over in Mexico and thank God that she made it there safely. i
hate seeing her cry because my mommy is my rock. and i want her
to come back home as fast as she can. because i'm the eldest,
i have play the role of her until she comes back. this is too
much emotional stress for me because now i'm meant to be the
strong one for my siblings and take care of them. my dad will be
working tomorrow and i have to somehow manage to do this... i
need a hug and i need my mommy. i need her here, i mean i
understand that she wants to be with her siblings right now...
but I need her too. this is hard on all of us. ...
grandaddy, save us a spot in heaven. we all miss you