Hi everyone, this is my first journal entry on here and it’s not what I thought it would be about. My grandma passed away last night while I was playing in a baseball tournament. We got a call saying she was passed out in our hallway with her face purple. My dad drove the 2 hours back home to drop my mom off to go attend her at the hospital, while my dad drove back to be with me at the tournament. I wasn’t given a whole lot of information on her but I was told she was still alive. After we finished up the tournament. We started to drive back home. Then I was told by my dad that she didn’t make it. Emotions are a thing that I don’t really feel in the moment for the most part with a few exceptions but I was kinda speechless. Since I was in the car with my dad I pulled it off like I was fine. Technically not wrong but I didn’t know how I felt in the moment. When we got home, my mom hugged me while she was crying saying “I’m sorry that I lied to you.” She felt bad that I was told she was fine while she passed that night. I understood that telling me while I still had to play a couple games wouldn’t have done me good and would hinder my performance. I’m fine as of right now. A couple tears shred. I’m gonna miss her a lot. She always said she wants to live long enough to see me graduate high school. She came so close but couldn’t see me after all. As of future posts. I’ll be slowing down some just so i can have some time with family and to myself. But I’ll be back to my schedule in about a week or so. I won’t be stopping completely so I can give y’all some things to look forward too. R.I.P. Oma, you will be missed. We love you! I’ll see you soon!