This morning I woke up with remnants of a dream—my grandma passing away. She's suffering at present, from cancer. And now my mom's talking to my aunt, who's saying grandma's condition doesn't look so good.
If there's one person I know who deserves a good life, it's my grandma. And she didn't—she obviously would never say so because she firmly believes she's had it good—but she certainly has had a very tough life, and now the pain. I wish I could've done something to make it easier for her.
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