The shadows can't be hidden from the light that calls my name.

Me and my Grandma in her last days. My cousin comes down tomorrow from Madison (irony) and we're gonna watch movies - the three grandkids. Matt's going to let me cuddle with him. It's times like these that I'm glad I have him, he's kind of like a personal William Beckett. :] I used to want to marry him, too.

Him being here makes it kind of okay, I guess. He makes me forget how bad this is sometimes. I just tell myself she'll be at peace.

Everything's going to be okay. She's going to be happy.