Remember.

For those of you who don't know, three years ago this week my family & I lost a very important family member. My grandmother was a vibrant, hilarious, caring woman who was loved by all who knew her. I don't think there was a single person who crossed her path who didn't adore her. I think it impossible for anyone with a soul to dislike her. The older I get, the more I appreciate the blessing she was in my life, and I feel so lucky to have had such an inspirational, strong, loving, supportive, independent and free thinking woman as a big part of my growing up years. My grandmother was one of the {very few} people I have never felt judged by. Always loved, always accepted. Always. She was the rock of the family, the "cornerstone".  I have to say that losing her was one of, if not the hardest thing I have had to cope with {so far} in my life. But, although it's painful for us she left behind, I take comfort in the fact that she is no longer in pain and cancer can no longer touch her, and that we will all see her again in heaven. {{I'm pretty sure it's a hoppin' party, spring time everyday, with lilacs blooming all the time, just for her.}} 

Love forever & always- 

July 28, 1939 - August 2, 2010.