I miss my grandmother…

So much it hurts…actually hurts my heart.

There is nothing I can do about it and I hate that…she's dead.

The one person that understands me is gone….poof.

One itty bitty heart attack and it’s over…done.

This Christmas, for me, is in her memory.

She keeps me sane even though she’s not here.

I would trade my life for one second with her.

I think that’s long enough to say

“I love you.”

As I typed that…Minnee called from her family’s house.

She had them scream “Merry Christmas” for me.

Life is good.

That’s the best fucking Christmas present I’ve ever gotten.

Thank you Mindy...you gave me my second.