This evening, June 11th, 2012, my grandfather (mother's side) passed away after a long fight with cancer he received from smoking. I had a busy day helping my mother install a hospital bed in her office for him to rest on. I argued, bickered, complained, and acted completely selfish. This might be my punishment. I don't know. At least he lived his last days with a part of his warm and kind family.
Don't worry about me and my family. We will hopefully move on and be happy again. I will dedicate Poison Ivy 2 to him when I finish it.
Thank you for supporting me,