Time kid

One of the scariest thoughts about losing my gran is the fact that it is one less person in my corner. I’m not prepared to accept her death yet. I’ve been looking at old photos, talking to my mum, trying to get regular contact with my family going. Ya know what? I’m actually looking forward to them spreading the ashes on Sunday, because it gives us all a chance to be together, something I feel we need. We need to act like a family now, stick together and such. I feel really lonely, I looked around work today and realised I didn’t really know any of these people. But last week I lost someone I did know, someone who had unconditional love for me, you don’t get that off average Joe in the street. I can’t overstate how special she was. In this world of unknowns, it hurts so bad to lose someone you did know. The funeral has really put the full stop on my grans life, and I’m having difficulty dealing with it.