Yesterday morning my great aunt passed away from cancer in her sleep. She was the closet that I got to having a grandmother. She thought me so much as a child. She thought me how to sew, using a sewing machine, paint, and garden. Every summer and Christmas break we would go visit her Daughter and help her move. My entire family centered around her, she and her daughters babysat, my mom, aunts & uncles, they babysat me, my older sister, and my cousins. Every Thanksgiving we were at her house. I've spent the majority of my time with her growing up, and now she's gone. Plus, my grandfather from my dad's side who I just met and started bonding with almost 4 years ago now, also has cancer, and I just got news that he is not doing to good at the moment. This year has been so rough for me, that I'm not looking forward to next year.