March 15th, 2011

Today, exactly a year ago, I lost someone in my family. I never got to know her that well, mainly because she lived in Georgia. Even so, I cried just as much when my mom called me. My little sister and I were staying with my dad for spring break and she had gone into a hospice the day before. My mom, uncle and both of my grandparents were driving as fast as the law would allow up I-75. They had gotten a call that she had become unresponsive. Half way there, my mom got a call saying to pull over. She was gone. I may have never known her that well, but I do remember her. One spring break, we went to visit other family members in Georgia and we got to go into her apartment. We stayed for dinner and me and my sister helped make spaghetti. It was fun, and I remember looking at her little paper Dixie cups and saying, "Mommy! That's what Grandma's puppy is named!" She may be gone but she helped shape the person I am today. Literally. If it weren't for her, I wouldn't exist. Nor would my mom or grandma.
 R.I.P. My Great Grandmother, or as we called her, Granny Esther.

SotD: Hold On - Wilson Phillips

This was the song that was playing on the radio when my mom got the news. I thought it would be appropriate as the SotD for today's post.