Grampa's gone...
Wednesday, Jan. 21, 2004, 7:13 p.m.

My grampa died yesterday. I don't know what to say, what to write. All of a sudden, I'm reduced to being five years old again, and the only words adequate to describe how I feel are, "My heart hurts." He was such a wonderful man... I guess we should have expected it, since Gramma died three months ago... but I wasn't. I was so shocked... I don't know quite how to handle it. And everything's going so fast. They're going to have the funeral on Monday... I just found out when I got home from work... I thought writing would make it better. And maybe it will in a while, but not yet. Now it just makes it hurt worse. I want to write about some of the memories I have of him, some of the wonderful things he said, and did... but I can't do it just yet.

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