I miss her so much. It sucks. I don’t know how else to put it. I think about calling to talk to her about something and I can’t. I try to keep my head up, remember all the things she said, everything she taught me, but it’s still hard. Everyone says it’s good I got to say goodbye, she lived a great life, etc., but that doesn’t seem to matter. The fact that I can’t hug her, laugh with her, walk with her at the beach hurts. She fought a long hard fight after being diagnosed with cervical cancer. I watched her go through treatment, sat with her in chemo, watched the cancer literally take her life. I got to spend my whole life with her, many holidays (the last being Thanksgiving) and tons of days I wish I could hold onto forever at her house in Pismo just chatting in her kitchen while she made me snacks.
I am forever grateful I had her…but the best part is I know I’ll see her again, and knowing that gives me comfort and makes my heart smile. Rest in Peace to one of the most gracious, giving, sweet, and loving people I have ever know, Grandma Ginny. —TS