Death

No one can confidently say that he will still be living tomorrow. ~Euripides

You don't know when you're going to die. It may be tomorrow, or in 53 years 9 months and 5 seconds; the point is that you are never going to know. My grandmother just passed away, and even though I didn't ever really get to know her very well because of horrible reasons, I still loved her no matter what. I really wish I could've known her a lot better, but like I said before, you never know what is going to happen with your life. I'm not upset because she died, I'm upset because she missed out on her children's lives, and her grandchildren's lives also. Sure she did some bad things, but I absolutely have no question about it that my dad really really loved her deep down in his heart. I want to comfort my father in the best way possible, they were never close, but still, it was his mother, and you can never take back what happens in life.

---♥♥-♥♥-----In loving
--♥♥----♥♥---memory
--♥♥----♥♥---of those
--♥♥----♥♥---who have
---♥♥--♥♥----suffered
-----♥♥♥-----from
---♥♥-♥♥-----cancer
--♥♥---♥♥----or died.