I’m not so sure how I feel about “growing up.” this makes sense to me and I’m not sure if it will to anyone else..but it seems like now that we’re no longer kids and as the days pass we become older..well so do those who raised us, those who we look up to, and those we love.. I’ve always been afraid to lose my mother, she is the only one I feel safe around, the only family I have.. I lost grandpa a few years ago.. Grandma is fighting right now, but doctors don’t think she’ll make it when she goes through the surgery..mom doesn’t even think she’ll make it.. Grandma needs to beat this..I don’t want to leave my mom to live here alone either..

As the days go by I go through photographs..time has flown by, I get older..but so does my mom..I notice it now and it breaks my heart knowing I could lose her.. I’m not a kid anymore..I’m just left with memories now..it’s sort of my turn now, but there’s a problem..you see I’m afraid of the unknown, I’m afraid of life passing me by way too quick. I mean only yesterday was my first day in High School..only yesterday was I such an energetic, happy, out going person..now I’m halfway done with my second year in college hoping I haven’t made the wrong mistake in my choices..

Ridiculous the thoughts and feelings your dreams cause you to have..