Difficult Day

My grandma passed away today.

It's not unexpected, but it's still devestating. She was the sweetest, feistiest little thing you ever met. I will never forget years ago when we were on our way to my grandpa's funeral. She was wearing a navy blue dress and black shoes, and when my aunt pointed out that they didn't match, she just said, "Well, I ain't goin' to no style show no-ways." She made the world's best gingersnaps, she quilted me blankets, and she was the first person I ever had a "grown up" (read: longer than ten minutes) conversation with at the age of five. I appreciated the fact that she treated me like a person worth listening to, no matter how young I was.

Enjoy your fancy new kitchen up there and save some of those cookies for me. <3 Love you so, so much Grandma.