It’s hard to be away from my family during the holiday season but this year, with my grandmother passing, it’s especially difficult for me to be thousands of miles away, unable to grieve with my loved ones or be there for her funeral.
I will be honoring her in my own way tomorrow, remembering the special woman who lived to be ninety after raising seven children on her own. She never once complained so I will think of her when I go through a challenging moment with my one and only child, and try especially hard to stay positive, like my grandma always did.
My grandmother truly was a unique individual and I will miss her dearly. My son was only nine months old when he met her for the first time. Here he is with my mom and my grandmother, back in 2004.
Three generations and three people who mean the world to me.
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