I just found out, Jim is in the hospital. He's like a grandfather to me. I don't see him lasting for much longer than a week, he has a brain tumor, and we knew nothing about it. It hurts, I don't know how to deal with it. My Papa Aaron died in a very similar manner.

Papa died of lung cancer, and now Jim is too. He's been fighting for so long, and fighting so hard, he seemed almost indestructable, but he's not. And I can't deal with that. I love him, he is part of my world, and I don't want to loose him.