I was reading my mama's journal. She writes about the drama of my grandma and grandpa. My grandma had pancreatic cancer this summer. She had surgory and is now undergoing chemo and radiation.
She's actually my step-grandma. But she's been in my life for almost 19 years. She is my GRANDMA.
But this is where the tricky part comes in. I don't feel anything. I'm numb.
I visited her in the hospital a couple times, I even mailed her and grandpa an anniversary card. But it's all fake! Just empty visits. Empty cards with empty words.
Is it because I'm in denial? Or is it because I'm not next to the situation to experience it firsthand that I become unaware of it's seriousness? Or am I just heartless?
Even now as I write, I still don't feel anything. I'm only writing because it worries that I'm not worried.