I’m back in the City at my Dad’s house.
The services were a wonderful celebration of her life. We laughed we cried, we rejoiced in who she had been to so many people.
Her Eastern Star sisters put it down for her. It was just beautiful.
My big sis held strong and didn’t get caught up in the drama that death brings to some families.
We hung out for 2 days, catching up with old friends and enjoying each others company.
I visited my granny’s grave. Hugged that head stone with all my might. I know she is not there , but it’s all I could do in those moments of feeling the lose of her in my life. I miss her, but I know she happy where she is.