My Grandma was one hell of a lady. She was a pillar of strength. She was a warrior. She had an unwavering faith. She was wise. She was prayerful. She was a fighter. She was stubborn. She was beautiful. She was strong. She was one of my heroes.
Remember this post I wrote during her last few days on this earth?
So, who do I turn to for help lately? My grandma. (Besides all of my earthly friends and family)
Grandma’s favorite color was bright green. So, as I sat at the nail salon trying to choose a color for my nails, I decided to channel my grandma’s strength! I chose GREEN! So, when I need a little extra something, I just glance down at my hands, remember Grandma, and keep on keeping on.
I miss you Grams, but I know you are with me every step of the way lately! I love you!