It's never easy

This afternoon, I watched as my grandmother's best friend was buried. Tears were shed and it wasn't easy.

As I reflect on the life I saw her live and leave, it makes me so happy to have lived to know her. Donna was a wonderful woman who was so kind and generous to everyone.

Our connection?

I was blessed to have the opportunity to be in the same town for four years with her. Throughout those four years, I bonded with her weekly. She was my "grandmother" while I was in school and I am so grateful.


Donna will be missed but the memories, the good ones, will always be remembered.

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