4:47 P.M.
Grandma just called.
She was very upset, and I could tell she had been crying.
She�s been a nervous wreck since she heard that my aunt is going to be moving the rest of her stuff down to the Keys.
I don�t think my grandma wants to live alone. She finds her purpose in taking care of others. She�s always been so good at it.
Grandma called to let us know that uncle Don has passed away.
I�ve known that he was sick, but it�s always hard to hear someone you hold close to your heart has passed on.
I�m not sure how we�re going to get up to the funeral.
My sister lives about 3 hours from my uncle�s house, so if she can get the time off of work she will be there.
I wish I could have gone to see him in the hospital while we were up north.
Dad�s been sick for about a week, and hearing the sad news won�t make him feel any better. He�s been upset all day. I don�t know how to make anyone feel better.
I wish I could at least talk to them, and offer my condolences.
My glands are so swollen that I can�t swallow, and crying just makes it all so much worse.
