03/18/2025
Some people come into your life because of blood. Others because the universe wouldnโt have had it any other way. She was both. My grandmother, yes, but more than that, she was my person. My soulmate in the purest sense. If we werenโt family, we wouldโve found each other anyway, I am sure of it.
She taught me that a bookโs cover is bullsh*t, what matters is the story inside, and how to speed read let's be honest, she could out-read me anyday. She made me reach for an education because I was born into a time that gave me chances she never had. She showed me how to cook the best f&$*ing food, love without limits, and never settle for less than what I was capable of. She lived women's rights before they were rights. She was an entrepreneur before it was trendy. And my OCD, well, let's be honest thatโs just one of the quirks I inherited along with her fire (I light a candle anytime I need to be reminded of her strength, today is no exception). My profession, from a physiotherapist trying my best to understand the chronic pain you lived in, to becoming an entrepreneur were fueled so much by your belief in who I was and could become.
The pain of losing her is still as sharp as it was two years ago. And I donโt think that will change. Grief isn't something you get over; itโs something you learn to carry. But damn, what I wouldnโt give for one more hug. One of those "Iโve got you" hugs that she had mastered in her years on this earth, the kind that made you feel like you could take on the world because she believed in you that much.
This week is one of the hardest of the year, and I know it always will be. But if she taught me anything, itโs that you donโt stop. You keep going, you keep building, you keep striving, and you never ever forget what is most important - your circle, your people, the one's that never waver and are the most candid with you. Because thatโs what she did. And if I can be even a fraction of the force she was, Iโll have done something right.
Miss you every single day ๐ซถ๐ผ.