i just want to say i love you dearly. you were the one who raised me and cared for me when i was young. even though you spanked me and tied me to a table because i was so hyper as a child, it may not seem right now, but its how you were raised and its the best way you knew how to raise me. even with that i still turned out alright. or at least i think i did. it pains me a great deal to hear your weak voice over the phone, telling me you’re in such pain. i don’t want you to be in misery anymore. i hope for you to get better, for atleast even one year, so i can see your beutiful face one last time before you pass. im glad that my other grandparents passed away before i got to know them, not because they were bad people, but because i sure as hell could not go through this three other times.