I'm not a winter person, and live in western michigan, have my entire life. Winter normally is awlays pretty borning for me.
But my grandmother has been in the hospital suffering from a weak heart, her red blood cell count is way down and her kidney fuction is really down. It causes her to retain a lot of water, making it even harder on her heart, she's 92, and I have a bad feeling this was the last christmas we got to spend with her. I go see her every day, and play a game of scrabble when she's able.
I've been lucky in the aspect of my life that I'm 29, and I've never lost anyone close. I was "vacated" from my home when I was 15 (for the 2nd time) and my grandmother took me in until I was able to get on my own feet in about 18 months.
To top this off, I got a text from an ex today. My best friend as a child, who I pretty much grew up with from age 7-14, mother had died in a car accident at 52.
I did not have the best house hold growing up, and she knew that. I lived with them for 2 years, and I heard her tell me she loved me more than I ever did my own mother. I know my mom loves me, but she had her own problems and was just not ready to be a mom at that time.
She had 4 kids of her own, and took me in. Every day in the summer, she took us to the outlet (swimming spot) and had a cooler packed with food and drinks.
While my mom and her boyfriend were on vacations on Christmas, she invited me over, got me presents so I was not sitting home alone with nothing to open.
She was not rich either, she worked at UPS and at tavern in the evenings to do all this. As a man, I go to her tavern every Monday for the Taco special with her oldest son, and every weekend. I'm not allowed to leave with out a hug and exchanging I love you's.
It's going to be hard going up there anymore, with out here there, and with out breaking down. She was so important in how I've turned out, and so proud of what I've come from and been able to accomplish.