the things i find

i was looking around under my couch side table today and i saw this strange journal. well, i'm a big lover of anything to write in so i picked it up excited to have something new. When i opened it up i saw a strangely familiar scrawl inside, and the further i went the handwriting changed to...my own. When my grandma was fighting cancer she wanted to write down her story so my mom and i would always have it. So she kept a journal and when she was too tired to write she'd narrate the story for me to write down. It kind of hurt a little to read because i miss her so much so often, but i am glad that she left the notebook. Then again she never got to finish because i wasnt a big fan of writing back then and she got so tired and slipped away so quickly that she never got past telling the story of my moms childhood. I guess i'm getting a bit sentimental now but what can i say? She was one of the best people to walk the earth and this is some part of her. Though i found out through Ma that some people take the ashes of their loved ones and these jewelers can turn the ashes into diamonds and the diamond is blue....that's a pretty unique way of keeping your loved ones close if you ask me. But then again people tell me i'm a little messed up in the head...c'est la vie.