At about 9 pm (est) my best friend lost her great-great-grandmother. I cried for her, mostly because it's tough to hear your best friend crying. Me crying for her lead to me crying for me. At least she had the chance to know her grandmother and great grandmother and great great grandmother. I, on the other hand, have never had that chance, thus I feel as though I don't really know who or what I am. I'm going to pray for my best friend and her family tonight. I hope that someone somewhere will return the favor. Thank you for listening.