It has now been six years since we lost my Grandma. I never talk about her, or even go to the cemetery. I am quite different than the other women in my family. I have a hard time accepting loss and handling grief. Since having Piper, I have been extremely emotional and battling PPD. I have found that talking about my feelings more helps. For some reason, I have found myself talking to my grandma more this spring than I have since she passed. I know she is looking down at all of us and is here to comfort us when we need it. I can hear her voice clear as day still and I pray that never goes away. I miss you and love you more than words can describe, Grandma. I cannot wait to see you again and have a beer :)
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