My grandmother has cancer. I found out on my friends birthday and I never told anyone about it. I really wanted to though, I felt like I was seeking attention. It honestly hurt still so much. It’s not just the fact she has an illness. It’s the fact that I saw my mom sob and choke on her words for the first time. Seeing how broken she looked and how happy she had to act infront of my siblings after it hurt me so much. I guess mother like daughter how you have to fake it till you make it. Haha.. anyway. It’s not just my mom. I was looking through my cousins phone and I saw messages saying: “I can’t even look at her without wanting to cry.” It’s like everyone is trying their best to cover how they really feel. And the thing that hurts me the most. My younger sister Chloe is so attached to our grandma. They always hangout at our house. Dancing, singing, cooking, and braiding hair. She’s only six. And I’m so scared because when my grandma eventually passes.. she’s not going to understand.