2003-11-30, 10:19 p.m.,

I was thinking today when I was trying to work out what to pack that I'd have to pack something funeral appropriate.

But when we got home and I checked the voicemail, there was my mom's voice, cracking and faint. My grandmom died and I know she's better off and I know she isn't in pain and I know my mom knows this too, but I still wish I could be home to give my mom a big hug.

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