My confession is…my grandfather, if you can call him that, s******* abused my mother for years. When he dies I will not shed a single tear. I believe he had an affect on who I am as a person, and you could only live the situation to understand it. So you see one person’s actions can have devastating effects for generations to come. My grandma loved us all truly and deeply. She left us a bit early I thought. We feel her absence. Look, I waste more and more of my time, but I really do want to change, and stop the pain.