So, about a year ago I was caught shoplifting with a friend at Kohls. I had to sign this paper saying that I wouldn't even step foot on their property for another year or I would be arrested for trespassing.

My parents and I decided not to tell my grandmother.

She would always try and get me to take her to Kohls. On the way home from the movies or breakfast she would always say let's go by Kohls, I'll buy you something. And I always made up some lame excuse like I'm tired or no, I don't like Kohls, let's go to the mall instead.

Last weekend I found out that my aunt had told my grandma about the Kohls incident about 6 months ago.

My grandma knew the whole time.

Every time she would ask me to take her to Kohls, she was just screwing with me.

At first this made me laugh, but then it also made my cry a little.

It made me laugh because it just reminded me of what a great personality she had. Even through everything .. diabetes, cancer, kidney failure .. she still had such a great sense of humor. That was one of the things I loved most about her. Just, her radiant personality and her sense of humor. I'm really going to miss that.

But, it made me sad also because, basically, my grandmother died thinking I was a liar. I never told her to her face why I really couldn't go to Kohls. My aunt told her. How horrible does that make me look? All the chances I had to tell her, and I never did. I'm pathetic.