My Grandpa died tonight. I'm so upset. My mom is in Denver, and both my Sister and Step-dad are in the hospital. My eyes can't go dry, I can't stop crying. I can't stop thinking about the last time I saw my Grandpa. I miss him already. It's like I can almost feel him, you know? I don't have any Grandpa's anymore, I have one Grandma, but she's from my Dad's side. My dad kind of sucks, he never calls me. Anyway, I'm very sad. I just want to sleep forever. My nose is running. I feel so silly being upset. Compared to what my Mom has been going through, in Denver, is nothing compared to what's been going on with me, in Roseburg. On a better note, little Kayden Joel Kirby was born yesterday. My sister had to go into an emergency c-section, because Kayden's heart rate dropped from 160, to 80, and the Doctor's knew something was wrong. Ended up that little Kayden's umbilical cord was wrapped around his neck three times. How scary. Okay, I'm babbling, Goodbye.
