One thing that I can say about my grandmother on my dad's side of the family is that she does provide acts of service when I'm here. I know that she still loves me, it's just that she shows it differently than when I was a kid. Still would be nice if she also called me sometimes, but I will have to accept the fact that it won't happen for as long as I live. I'm honestly surprised that I got more Christmas gifts than my stepbrother (ungrateful brat, this proves that I ain't ready for kids yet cause I still want to beat him). Just reflecting on my life a bit. In my feelings for the moment. Part of me wishes I were in Michigan, but I would think more about my granddad than anything seeing today is the anniversary of his funeral. I'm just going to take care of me today because tomorrow's going to be a long ride home and with the way dad is feeling, it's not going to be a pleasant experience. I wish he wasn't so stubborn sometimes. If he practiced self care more often (not drinking) he wouldn't have half the issues that he has, imo. Sigh. Life. I can only control mine. Oh well. Migraine is gone for the time being, let's hope it stays that way. Have a good Saturday. ♡ SADE ♡