Grandma passed away when I was 8 years old . I remember I was sitting on that porch swing by myself. No buddy bye my side to help with my depression . I remember going home after losing in a football game and I was already upset . Going and getting that news was heart broken. I ask myself everyday why God did you have to take her in sed of me.
I wish I got to say my good byes but that never happened . When I got the news drop down on my niece . And started to crying. I know everyone out there has somebody that ended up passing away but I have noted something you're get to see them one day again.