It seems that this month is harder for me than the last month. I miss my gram so much. I remind myself of what it was like for her, she was in pain and I know that she is in a better place now. While that brings me some comfort, I still have an ache in my heart from the void. She is always on my mind.
My aunt called and told me I could come over there and get some stuff. She asked what I had given Gram, so she could give it back to me. Thing is I don't care. Nothing matters now, I don't want any material thing. I just want my Gram. I picked up a penny off the ground yesterday. It reminded me of her. She always used to say that about pennies on the ground--that they were "pennies from heaven."
I catch myself thinking and almost saying "I'll ask Gram what she thinks..." then I remember that she is not here. I just wish I could have one more day with her.

I forgot to add that the little boy who needs bone marrow has gotten a match from someone's cord blood. That is a miracle. I am so happy that they found a match. I just wanted to update on that post.

I have thought about changing my blog name as, I had mentioned but I would assume that people could still find me. Not that I care so much, but I would feel better about it not having my name. Not sure yet.

I had to take Caleb to the doctor yesterday. He has a horrible cough. The Dr. said he was wheezing, so he gave me a prescription for the Albuterol Inhaler. He hates it. You have to keep the mask on him for 6 breaths. Umm on a 21 month old? YEAH RIGHT!

Insert foot in mouth

I just lost my whole post. UGH!
I was reading BBC tonight as usual, and there is a thread about a 60 year old woman giving birth. It has been all over the news. I judged before I even read the article. I learned a lesson tonight. I hate when I am so judgmental. I try to be aware of it, then it slips by and I feel like crap. I do indeed hope this woman lives a long life. The child is blessed. Like one poster said, "any baby is a gift" and I agree.
Today is my grams birthday. She would have been 76. I miss her so much. At times I feel as though I can still go to her house and see her, and she will be sitting in her chair watching the soaps. Man, I really do miss her.
I am thinking of changing my blog name. I wanted to warn some of you, if there are any who actually still read it. Maybe not, if people want to find me they will.
Hi Shawn! Try email!