My grandpa's funeral was really nice. I'm never going to forget anything about him. I miss him a lot, but he's in a much better place now. <33

My July 4th weekend wasn't very eventful...but it was nice being on the lake again.

I went to a show last night where a friends band played at open mic night. It was kind of interesting, because I'd never been to an open mic night.

Tonight, I'm going to dinner with Josh when he gets off work. I'm excited.

My grandpa passed away early this morning at around 5am. It was a relief...I haven't cried yet, but I'm sure it'll happen soon. He was just suffering so much and it was sooo hard to hear him struggling to take a breath and to just hold onto life. He's in a better place and won't ever have to suffer again. I'm sad, but I will always remember everything about him...he's a hero to all. As of right now, the funeral is either Tuesday or Wednesday...and the rest of the week is going to be spent with my grandma.

My grandpa is fast declining. He's starting to bleed out now, and has sores all over. He wakes up and is pissed because he wants to die. It's hard, and it's only getting harder the longer he holds on.

There are tons of details about my grandpa, but I don't feel like typing for what seems like forever. Other than that, my week has been good.

Monday = Hung out with Josh, Amanda, and Rob.

Tuesday = Hung out with Josh, Amanda and her son Will. Josh cooked dinner for Amanda and I...and while I was outside with Will at one point, he said "Amanda, I think I really like her..." so that made me smile when she told me yesterday.

Wednesday = nothing.

Thursday = work.

Today = work. then I don't know what. Maybe hang out with Alex.

Depending if my grandpa lets go this weekend or not, and when the funeral will be--I'm going on a date on Tuesday with Josh. =D

Love you.

My grandpa is dying. He chose not to get any more treatment (blood transfusions, etc.) on Saturday. The doctors gave him two days to two weeks. So now I get to sit here with the waiting game playing out before me.

One reason I didn't go to see him yesterday was because Josh was with me, and he already had to spend an entire weekend with my family...and this would have just made an awkward weekend even more awkward. I know as soon as I would have walked into that room, the tears would have started to fall. I hate crying in front of people as it is (even if everyone else is crying, too), and I didn't want him to have to see me like that. I've cried myself to sleep two nights in a row now. I just want him to go...as stupid as that sounds. He's being too strong, and I don't know what he's hanging onto. He struggles to take each breath...struggles to stay alive.

But, on the other hand...my graduation party had a good turn out and it was kind of fun. I think Josh had a good time...although everyone there thought we were dating, which was really funny since we're not at the moment. Who knows what's going to happen with that...