It's hard to forget someone who gave you so much to remember.

Ever have that feeling when your heart drops? Like, you literaly have no feeling in your body, and it feels like your heart has just stopped beating? Yeah. I had that today. My mom walked into my room, while I was in the best mood ever seeing as how I was spending a good bit of the day with Natalie, to tell me that tomorrow we would be taking a trip to the hospital. Why you ask? Well, because I need to go see my grandmother who is not doing well at all. Literally, at all. She has lung cancer, heart problems, a brain tumor, and to top it all off, she has double pneumonia. So, I have been not all that happy about things today. It's going to be really hard walking into that hospital room and seeing her laying in that bed. I don't even think I will be able to cope. I remember when I used to go over to her house all the time when I was little. I would always hide behind my stepmom when she was there too because I was afraid of her dog. Or, the day it was my dad, sister, brother and I, and we were out back because we were having a bbq, and us kids were all playing on the play set. Well, Grampy, as we call him, brought a hoolahoop outside and was throwing it up in the air because it fasinated us kids. Well, needless to say, he ended up getting it stuck in a tree. We sat there for I don't even know how long, watching him try and get it. I was also so fasinated my their fishtank. One of my all time favorite memories though, is when they bought me my first keyboard. I may have been about 7 or so, but that's when I knew I wanted to play music. I wanted to impress people with my music. I have come a way with  my music, but I don't think I am close to good enough to impress anyone yet. But I will get there. Well, as I am sure you would all like to hear about my 'success', I must go. I have decided to write a song, in honor of Grammy. So, I need to get working on it. Farewell my fellow people. Signing off, A Lively Word.