But Life Must Go On

Sometimes the only glue holding a family together is one person, in my family's case my grandpa was the glue, and my grandma the last little string that connected us...the glue dissolved in 07 and the string just broke in october, and the family I once knew is gone...Instead of spending Christmas with my aunt uncle, and many little cousins, they have chosen to celebrate christmas without my family, which I must say stings. I remember christmas as a kid, as being my favorite holiday because it was filled with so many people and so much laughter....now holidays are just a reminder that our family is severed....but life goes on, and karma is a b**** so while my extended family shuns us and steal what's left of my grandparents estate, I will be putting on a smile for my mom, because it hurts her so much more than it ever could me, and while it's silly to miss people who could care less about you, I can't help but miss what once was....While time passes by the wound will hopefully get smaller, and with time will come a day when I don't see them as family at all.