Thank you for your kind words, I really do appreciate it. *hugs*

Ugghh...one thing I hate about crying...how I feel afterwards. My head is pounding and my eyes are sore.

The hubby and the pups are doing their best to comfort me. Guinness doesn't like me crying. He climbs up in my lap and tries to lick away the tears.

My mother won't let me go with her and my dad to help take care of granma's stuff, funeral arrangements and whatnot. However, they do want me to go down to Virginia Beach and spend the day visiting with my brother and sister, my cousin, and my other grandparents. My cousin is taking it the hardest I think.

I just wish all of this didn't have to be so hard...