Cake Mix, she used to make cakes.
Sandies, she used to eat those.
Find a Word puzzles, she used to enjoy those.
Today I was at my Grandparents, and I saw that the people who live in her house now had the door open, and the screen door closed, like she used to have.
It's becoming more clear to me that I'm never going to see her again. I'm never going to hear her voice. Nothing.
The holidays are coming up and she is not going to be there.
It's really scaring me, because now I'm thinking about my Grandparents.
Tia Rosa was always there, always a part of my life, and now she's gone. I'm scared that that's going to happen to the rest of my family. I don't want to have to face that again. Hopefully I won't have to deal with that kind of pain for a long long while.
As for now, all I have are my memories. And I'm sure as hell going to keep those alive.
