April 23, 2014
Today marks year four of an epic blogging journey. What started out as a fun little hobby has quickly spiralled into my heart and soul – a little place of happy that I look forward to coming back to each and every day. And I have you, yes you, to thank for that. Never, in my wildest dreams, could I have imagined how wonderful the blog world could be, and I feel so honoured to take up even the smallest part of it. If it were up to me, I’d throw a massive party to celebrate, one overflowing with champagne, and invite every single one of you. But since that isn’t exactly do-able at this point in time, I figured a virtual champagne party would have to do!
Thank you all, from the bottom of my hearts, for reading along over the last few years, for being with me during my highs and my lows, and being a constant source of inspiration and support. You guys are the best!
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April 22, 2014
April 21, 2014
If I’m being completely honest, our family vacation to Mexico can best be described as bittersweet. The trip itself was perfectly relaxing, filled to the brim with sand and sun of the best variety. The resort was lovely, the beach picture perfect, the company unbeatable, and the food? Well, we’ll just skip that part (read: awful).
On our third day in paradise we received word that my grandma, who was forced to stay behind with my aunt (doctor’s orders), had taken a turn for the worst. Just three weeks before we left, we found out she had cancer. We were told we had six months, though we knew we’d be lucky to get half.
To find out your grandma wasn’t going to make it through the day while sunning by the pool is surreal. In truth, it rocked all of us to our core. My cousin who, for lack of a better word, idolized my grandmother walked down the aisle, a beautiful, picturesque, sandy aisle, with a void in all of our hearts.
I’m lucky enough to come from a massive, incredibly close, incredibly solid family. Though it broke all of our hearts that we weren’t there during my grandma’s final hours, we were all together, as one solid unit and that most definitely helped get each one of us through.
We celebrated my grandma the best way we knew how: a poolside toast, rye and coke in hand (my grandma’s drink of choice). And we take comfort knowing that she’s no longer in pain, and alongside my grandpa, the love of her life.
RIP Grandma, you’ll be sorely missed, but never, ever, ever, forgotten.
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