|My beautiful grandparents|
|Yep, that's me with the big mouth.|
|Me again...oh how she loved the grand babies.|
|Just a few years ago, still beautiful.|
On February 7, 2016, just a few days short of the anniversary of my grandfather's death, my grandmother died. Never again would I wipe her lipstick from my cheek after a kiss, hear her scold me, tell me she loved me or ask me to move over where she could see me better. I never thought the emptiness would come so quickly, but it has... the nearness I once felt is starting to fade. All I have now are photos and memories... I have no more grandparents.
When people say "you're never prepared" for the loss of a loved one, whether the death is sudden or "expected," they are 100% correct. Life will, most certainly, go back to normal and move on, but the world will be a little more empty. I miss her already.