Grandma Eleanor
My grandmother is dying. She had some sort of stroke or something friday, and now is in a coma. She's in her 80's, has traveled a lot her whole life, and I guess has had a full life. And at this point, I want her to go easily, to not have this be a long, drawn out process. But damnit. She's my favorite grandparent, she was awesome, literally. I was kind of awed by her, so there's a lot of things I didn't tell her that I would have liked to. She never got to meet Matt. Or come to my college graduation. I knew this was going to happen someday, but you never expect it to be as soon as it is. I wish I'd known her better, she was an interesting person. I wish I'd called her more. I wish I wasn't writing as if she were already dead. I wish she'd miraculously get better and have another 5 years. I wish I lived closer to her, so I could have visited her before she went into the coma.I got my birthday present from her the day she went into the hospital. I wish I'd been able to thank her. I wish I knew what to say to my mom and aunts and uncle.
On other notes, I'm pursuing a babysitting job, for a 3 year old girl, and I really want it. THe guy hasn't called me back yet, but I'm hoping that's just because this is the weekend, and he hasn't checked his mail yet. I think that's all for now.
