Today marks two years since I love my favorite person. My grandma was a firecracker (as my mom puts it). She always spoke her mind, she never did anything she didn’t want to do, and she was such an inspiration to me. I don’t think the shock of loosing her will ever get easier.
I went to the beach this morning with my mom to see the sunrise. It’s apart of our tradition now to see the sunrise today and on her birthday. We play polka music and take a moment to remember our wonderful matriarch.