Today is a hard day. This morning, in the early morning hours, my grandmother passed on to the next step. It was unexpected, albeit she was 87… I wanted more time with her. I guess we all do right? But I’m ever grateful for the time I was given. She’s not my grandmother through blood and yet…she is family. No one would argue the fact. Blood doesn’t really mean anything when you think about it…It’s about the people you choose to love, the ones you choose to keep in your life because they make you a better version of you. Grandma made me a better version of myself…the relationship between us was one of the healthiest I’ve ever been blessed with. One that was filled with laughter and love, with adventures and endless waits on the phone with doctors and pharmacists trying to get prescriptions right…I wouldn’t change a single moment for anything in the world.
I am so grateful to have known her.
I’m sad. We tend to be sad when someone we love leaves this physical world right? But I have absolutely no regrets, I don’t have a single thing I could honestly say I wish I had or hadn’t done. She always said I was a gift to her but she was a gift to me. The relationship between us healed wounds I could never give voice to. The past years have been the most amazing.
I wouldn’t change a single thing.
I know she’s still here with me. I feel her all around me so I’ll do my best to honor her memory, her legacy and live the life she reminded me I deserved. One filled with success, with love, with laughter, and with health, physical, financial, and mental.
Beautiful things are coming grandma…I can’t wait for you to see them.