As you probably know, my Grandma is in her last moments. They’ve removed all the machines and it’s only a matter of time. She’s held on for four days since then. Today, my mom tells me that Grandpa wants me to call her. That maybe she’s holding on because she needed to know I’ll be alright. So I did, and it sucked. I could barely get the words out I wanted to say. I told her I loved her, how much I’ll miss her. Without her, I’ll have no one to talk to, and that I’ll be alright.

But I ask myself, will I be alright? Right now it’s hard to believe that to be the case. I imagine in time I will be. It just hurts so much right now…