The glass is half full.

Yesterday, a bomb was dropped on me.
They were putting my grandpa in hospice,
And the hospice gave him 6 months.
The doctor, said we might have a few weeks.
My aunt, a nurse, said we'd be lucky for 3 weeks.
I haven't seen him since last week.
At least all of my family lives in iowa.
They almost all live in Waverly,
And everyone is here to see him.
It's going to get rough.
He has fast-growing cancer in his lungs.
Soon, he might not be able to breathe.
I just hope he can soon rejoin the love of his life.
I hope he goes like my grandma..
One morning when i was in 4th grade, i was walking
Down the stairs to get breakfast.
Sunny morning, spring time. The week of mothers day.
I heard my mom talking on the phone,
So i sat on the landing and listened.
My grandma had passed away.
I didn't go to school that day.
But, it is an amazing story.
My grandpa was in the bathroom getting ready for the day.
My grandma went in to get a glass of water and went back
To bed to lay down for a while.
When my grandpa came into the bedroom,
He noticed she wasn't breathing.
That was it.
It was ruled as 'natural causes', but that didn't
Rule out a heart attack.
We in the family know that was probably what it was.
It brought the family together.
The night before we had all been at the house because
My cousins were back from arizona, and were staying
With my grandparents.
Ironically, my uncle was a paramedic.
My grandpa called him downstairs,
But my grandma was already gone.
I just hope my grandpa does not suffer.
I want to see him, but i hope he does
Not suffer, my only wish.



As far as thing totally unrelated..
MIA=missing in action, i didn't know where you were!
And i felt motherly becuase they are rambunctious friends.
I wanted you to be there, you're one of my closest friends!
I was very happy you came, don't worry.
Also. Hello :)