And Then It Hits Again

I believe I told myself to go home as soon as possible before my grandmother's funeral weeks ago, because I don't want to see her being placed on her grave and so that her memories will live on with me. This morning was a different story, because I saw the video of her funeral on the internet. I cried loads this morning, and I can't help it. I could take anti-depressants or xanax but I do not want to have some xanax detox addiction abuse withdrawal. It is not a good idea.

I know I will get better in time. I miss her so much.