"How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard." -Winnie the Pooh
Today is a day where I would give anything to talk to my Granny again. To hear her voice, feel her arms envelop me in a sweet hug, and sit at her kitchen table and talk about life. I miss her.
She never traveled the world. In fact, from where she was born to where she died is probably a span of forty miles, maybe less. She didn't need to travel the world to know where she wanted to be and who she wanted to be around. She was kind, compassionate, and an amazing grandmother.
It is in remembering how she loved me well and how she taught me to love that I find strength.
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