I have been debating on writing this post. Not sure whether I wanted to our not. For those of you who actually have the pleasure of knowing me...You know there is a lot of stuff I am just starting to share. So, with that in mind I thought this post might be therapeutic for me!
Tuesday June 13, 2006 would have been my grandmother's 83rd birthday. She died one month before I turned 15 in 1995. Not the best thing to happen me freshman year @ MHS. Anyways, my grandma and I were incredibly close. She was my best friend. She was the only person I ever really felt understood me. You'll will understand more as you keep reading. Don't worry Molly, you have always been and will always be my other half!! But, it was just different with my grandmother.
She died from breast cancer that spread. What made it worse for me was the fact that she too went through chemotherapy & radiation treatment. Although our illnesses were different we had to have the same treatment. This made us that much closer. When she died, I couldn't handle it and completely shut down. I call it my nervous breakdown. However, that might not be the best way to label it.
It was so much more then letting myself go. I shut down & shut off. It took time & therapy to be able to get my life back together. I will never get over the fact that my grandmother was taken away from me & I will always hold that grudge against gawd. However, I got my life back. My grandmother would have been so upset if she knew I was like that after she died. And, I so glad I am at the point I am at. Because, I know she is watching out for me & glowing with pride and happiness at how well her Marla is doing. I am now about to start crying... dang it.
Happy belated birthday dear sweet Gladys. I miss you lady but I know you are watching out for me every day. A million kisses!
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thats a great post about your grandma.. thanks for sharing it with us.. *hugs* and CONGRATS on the new job :)
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