This happens to be my first time writing in the blog on this site. And it's not exactly great or happy. Sorry! Heh.

It will make me feel better writing and letting a bit out.

A few hours ago I went and got flowers to bring to the cemetery. I wanted to visit my grandparents (fathers side) grave since I haven't in about 11 or so years. It took lots of walking to find it but it ended up working out since I found my great aunts grave as well. I decided to leave a few flowers on hers as well.

I never met my grandfather and my grandmother passed away on Mothers Day when I was just turning 7. I don't remember much about her but that she did spoil me. x)

What makes it harder is knowing that my parents are going to be buried there with them. It sets in the reality that they are not here.

Even worse is my fathers only brother refuses to try and be close. He just seems to hide from me. As does my only sister.. she just ran away from it all.

So I'm left here empty with a mess.
I think I am done babbling. :)