Grandma.

You were so young, so funny and so bright, I miss you all day, and every single night. I pray to God, to tell you I miss you, and I hope you see me, and I hope you're proud of me.

breast cancer took your life, and I miss you, and I feel a fright, why did breast cancer have to take your light?

I wonder if you're there, touching my hair, when I'm laying there crying. I've seen lights in the hall way, and in my room, I don't feel afraid of them, I was wondering if they were you?

I also wonder funny things, like do ghosts watch you in the shower? Do they watch you every hour?

Do you watch my recital each year? Can ghosts shed a tear?

Are you watching me right now? Can you hear the words I'm typing? You probably think this is gay, you'd probably laugh and say "Stop being so gay, go make some chocolate milk." You used to make chocolate milk with me and Kelsey a lot. And the winterfresh gum you always had in that drawer, reminds me of you everytime I open my purse, and taste that big burst, of that minty gum, Yum yum yum.

I'm sorry I still shed tears for you, I know you don't want me too, but I can't help, that I miss you.

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Written for my awesome funny grandma, who died of breast cancer. So don't forget to give to those breast cancer funds. They mean a lot, breast cancer must be stopped.