My grandma passed this afternoon. Knew it was coming. We all did. I got to see her before she passed while she was in the same sort of comatose state my dad was in.

Hard for me. I'll never forget her and how she helped raise me. How she sheltered my mom and I after my mom an left abusive relationship. I'm thankful she passed, though. Brain Tumor/Cancer is a horrible, painful experience. She's free of pain now. She promised to kick my dad in the rear before she passed, too, about two weeks ago for leaving us early.

No more bad news for a while, please. I've reached my quota.

Thanks to those that kept me in their thoughts. Means a lot to me. And I'm so sorry for seemingly only having bad news for these last few months. I'm really, really hoping that nothing but good news for awhile.

Thanks and loves.

~Chaz.