2003-03-11 - 11:25 p.m.

it is so amazing how much you can learn from someone who is eighty three years old. i swear, if i didnt know who she really was, id think she was god.

i spent the last three hours crying, laughing and making fun of myself to my surrogate grandmother. we talked of my mom, and how she impacted my life and why i dont let my feelings out.

she knew me, she knew the answers and she gave me tips on how to implement the discoveries.

people like her are priceless. she listened to every word i said, and if she wasnt interested, she sure as hell made herself look as if she was.

she helped me realize a lot about myself. things buried so deep inside this head i didnt even know i felt.

and she was looking for nothing in return, she was asking no favors, or a stipend. nothing. she just wanted to help me and she smiled the whole time through it and even said she admired me.

thank god for eighty three year olds.

i sleep with happy thoughts knowing someone is thinking of my well being.

have a good one.

later.