Pictures of You

I was writing my last blog post, and The Cure was playing. "Pictures of You" came on, and I started to cry. I'm not sure why, but I thought about my Great-Grandma. Herma Jean Woods. Not sure why I'm so emo today. It could be the fact that I only got a good six hours of sleep. Or it's the fact that I'm starting the second part of my Junior Year of college tomorrow and the woman who got me to this point isn't here to see all her hard work pay off. In August 2007, she passed away in the nursing home. After I left home at fourteen to live with my mother, she got sicker. She didn't have a funeral, so I never really said goodbye. Last week my family dropped me off back in Denton. Her daughter, my grandmother, mentioned the fact that she would be proud of me if she were here. I certainly hope so.

I miss you. Someday I'll get a chance to tell you about all the adventures I've had in college.

With love, Ty:)