Current mood:	confused
Current music:	House MD
Entry tags:	family

That dreaded phone call...
...Grampy's not doing well. Which we've known since he was released from the hospital earlier in the month. He went for tests on Friday... and the dr told my uncle Rick today that my Grampy won't make it six months...

I'm not really feeling anything at the moment, which bugs me. But I was like this when Grammy died too. I don't know if I'm just dead inside or if this is how I grieve or what. My mom and aunt are wrecks and I'm just here.

Maybe it's just because I don't know my grampy as well as I wish I did... I only see him once every blue moon, and talk to him on the phone like once a year (not that it's all on my end, he doesn't like talking to me lol ok that's a lie he likes talking to me when he's in the mood to talk. otherwise he just wants off the phone no matter who he talks to.)

It was just never financially possible for us to go down to California as much as my aunt, so I guess in a way we were cheated out of a relationship. I dunno... but it's bothering me.


Judy's planning to go down with mom in February to give Fred and Rick a break and I guess they're planning to be down there a month (At least my aunt is)... which means I will be holding down the fort on my own here (Lord help me! LOL)

So much for the year ending on a high note... this WAS a good year.