I visited my great grandma's grave today, A great woman she was though I never got to meet her... I really had to think of what I had to say. I know she watching over me but I never told her I was a furry.... Talking to the dead is weird.... you know their listening but you don't know if their responding. y'know? Anyway since it was a nice day we had a good long talk...I never knew her but I know she would support me no matter what I've done with this life...Helen Wildton was her name...it passed on to my cousin who is now 3 years of age. I love her so because she's the only direct link to my great grandmother... Back to the topic....That talk with her cleared up a lot of things... The people I love, the people who care for me and my truest of friends...