A few words

[unwittingly]

I want to say a few words about my grandmother. My grandmother was a small woman, barely over 95 pounds and only familiar with a few words of the English language. She raised me like her own. She would walk me to school every morning and make my dolls clothing out of old scraps because we were too poor for anything more. She was a super heroine to

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[monsterbrain]

There's nothing that can be said to take away the hurt you're feeling. But I'll be thinking about you. *hugs*

[unwittingly]

Thank you.

[cigarette_sting]

when my fragile aunt who raised me died, i was in shambles for months. you are allowed to feel however you want about it. but don't regret not letting her know how much you cared.. her energy knows.. regardless of what you believe in.. i believe in the power of energy most of all.

chin up much love!

[unwittingly]

Thank you for the words of comfort and I'm sorry about your aunt. I wish I could say I believed in an energy or any sort of spiritual force, but I don't. It would be a comforting thought, but I simply lack that belief. I'm happy that her body has finally been laid to rest, though.

[_the_antihero]

Sympathy.

[unwittingly]

Thanks