Grieving My Grandmother, Mae
I never knew grieving didn’t have a pause button. Every now and again, I find myself really thinking about my grandmother. I’ll never forget the smell of her house 😩😩😩🥴 it really smelled like a true grandmother. ( i don’t know how to explain it, Ifykyk)! I’ll never forget how when she would feed me and my sister and then five minutes later, she’d ask “you hungry”? I’d look at her like “grandma, I just ate five minutes ago”.
I miss that lady so much and I truly wish I did make it my business to see her when I did. 🥺🥺🥺 FOREVER MAE ✨🥹 next month will be the anniversary of her death. This’ll be the first year of her being gone. 🙏🏾🙏🏾🙏🏾🙏🏾🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

































































