just thinking about my grandma.. I really miss my grandma, she had to sit and suffer the last years of her life. she couldn't go anywhere without an oxygen tank, she had to start sleeping in a hospital bed in the living room, she couldn't go to the bathroom by herself. She would sit and do crossword puzzles all day, then look forward to watching the new episode of dawson's creek on tv. I miss my grandma, alot. To think of how her life was taken away from her bothers me. She didn't deserve it at all. She had to sit and watch everyone else have a life while she suffered. She no longer had a moment to herself, constantly someone watching her. She went from raising her kids, to her kids raising her. She was very independent. She is definetely the most inspiring person I have had in my life. She gave me so much motivation to want to do better. She made me think that I had a reason to live. But for some reason sitting there watching her die because of smoking still isn't enough to make me want to quit. Pretty sad really. Maybe I should really start thinking about that.