Tuesday, January 8, 2013


My Gran passed away a year ago today. Man, I miss her.

I think about her every single day. Sometimes in a major, weepy, meaning of life kind of way. Sometimes in simple, little ways. Today I had memories of her in the small things.

I bought myself a Christmas Cactus a few years back after noticing one in Gran's dining room window. It has never before bloomed at Christmas. Until this year.

Happy New Year, Gran. Love you.


  1. I was very close to my grandmother too...I have the same feelings that come in waves sometimes subtle and other times strong...I see her in flowers too! Nice post, brought tears to my eyes. <3