Today makes two years since Granny passed away. I spent today doing the things I did last year. The small things that remind me of her. I often wonder if she would be proud of me. Proud of the person I am? Proud of the mother I am trying to be? What would she think of my girl?
I oftentimes pray that she is somehow guiding me and helping me find my way through this journey of motherhood. She was pretty great at it, after all.
The flower I bought on this day last year is still blooming. 365 days of blooms. Pretty amazing.
We miss you, Granny. Watch over us.