A part of me is missing.

Wed, 05 Aug 2009 07:17:42 +0100

I'm sitting here at work.. I check this lady out of her hotel room and I notice on the address it says she's from Hawaii.. all of a sudden I fell like a part of me is empty.. I miss Hawaii!!

I think it's more of I miss my Grams then anything..

When I left, I couldn't wait to leave that "rock".. But now since I've been gone for I think a little over 6 years, I miss it.

Life was more different there.. I had no responsibilities.. I lived with my Grams.. Came and went as I pleased, just had to be home before she locked the door, lol.. The only thing she asked was for me to keep my room clean.. no rent nothing.. ahhh the good life, lol.. Now as time goes by and the older I get I feel like as much as I "hated" that place and wanted to leave it so bad, it's my home!! It's the only place that no matter how long I'm away or what I do in my life, I can always go back and say "grams I'm home" ..

Besides my mom and Charla this woman who lives on this rock I can honestly say was my rock growing up.. A trip back to this "rock" MY HOME is much needed.. who knows it may be in the works as I'm typing :

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Wed, 05 Aug 2009 06:43:51 +0100

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A part of me is missing.

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