Well I’m feeling much better now. We had the funeral for my grandmother last Wednesday and it was a nice service. It provided closure for us and stuff.
And I got to visit my boyfriend, Dave, this past weekend. I just got back from Dallas. I wish I didn’t have to fly back in to Houston to go to school though, I miss snuggling with him. But being with him makes me feel so much better, as mushy as it sounds he completes me somehow. No poems this time, but there is part of one bouncing around my head. We shall see if it wins out over a story.
Now Amy go sleep, Amy tired.
My baby called me today, just to say hey. I am all happi and stuff. I was finishin dinners with my dad and we were about to go get my grandpa so we could visit my grandma. And I always get real stressed out and stuff ’cause she’s dying and its hard to deal with. But talking to Dave is like a pick me up, and it helps me deal with tough stuff. Yey for Tru Luv.
