A Memoir

I'm sorry if this little blog is starting to get content heavy. I write about what I'm doing, thinking, and feeling in the moment. Lately, it's all been go go go with me. Last night my great grandma passed away at the age of 97. She was a delightful woman, always poised and pulled together and her thin white hair always done up in a style I fancied as a cinnamon roll (it was hilariously cute). Of course, because she was my great grandmother, I didn't see her too often. Maybe once every other year. There is one memory I have of her that was absolutely wonderful. My mom's side of the family is pretty big (she is one of six kids and so is her mom), so for my great grandma's 95th birthday, the entire family went out to Kentucky where she lived to celebrate. That was fun. I think it was the only time we were all together, and it was amazing. A woman who can bring all of those people together is truly a remarkable one!

This reminds me, even though 97 years might seem like a long time, the time we are given may not always be enough for our friends and family, and perhaps even ourselves to enjoy. Live each day to the fullest, moment by moment, and make the most of it.

Rest in peace, GG!

xoxo