April 25th, 2010

288 ♣ Two Painted Hands - One Purple, One Moonlight

Today I learnt my grandmother is going to die. She is dying right here right now. She has cancer, fell and broke her hip today and the doctors aren't hopeful - they told my father that they're cautious and they won't take any risks at all.

After all, a painfree life should end that way, right?

And my father told me not so subtly that if I wanted to see her before the coffin, maybe I should come up next weekend.

On the plus side... I have proof that God hates my family.