Things are a little better right now, although I feel like so many things are changing in a very short amount of time.
Grandma seems to be getting worse more than she's getting better and that's very hard for me to accept. It's also hard to think about the fact that things will never be the same again. I'll never be able to sit with her and talk about things. She used to ask me a million and a half questions about my job -- I think she was more excited about it than I was. Now she's lucid for about 5% of the time you're around...and it's just hard for me.
I went to Melissa Greer's memorial service yesterday. I talked with my Mom after and told her it was nice just to be at church and listen to people talk about what strong faith she had. It really gives me hope.
And Lauren apparently isn't going to be working here much longer. Dennis talked to me the other day and told me, but she still hasn't mentioned it. I guess she'll tell me when she feels like it... IF she feels like it. Kinda sucks.... we went from being close to now we hardly talk, and when we do a fight normally starts. I miss the days when when she didn't hate me.
"...here we go there's nothing left to choose... and here we go there's nothing left to lose..."
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