I don't usually get sad over friends and family, but I'm way freaked out right now. A weekend after I got back from Birmingham, my grandmother was diagnosed with leukemia. This is extra weird as we had discussed their funeral/burial wishes because my grandfather's not well either. However, my grandmother seemed fine yet she supposedly has around two months left. The chemo is slowing the rise of her white blood cell count, but hasn't begun to reverse it yet. All they can do is buy time. And while most people want items for memories, I was lying in bed this morning thinking of the scrap of paper I thought of taking off her counter that had the ingredients for her pimento cheese. She doesn't have a recipe and I have her other favorite recipes. I probably can't get it right, but it freaks me out to not have it. Also, I'm glad now that I took some cupcakes when I left my parents' house, but now eating them feels weird, knowing that I'll probably not get more. I'm debating another trip to Birmingham, but not sure if it'll happen. Especially since Granny's the type to not want us to be there if she's not ok. However, that may never be the case again.