“You’re my girl, my one and only.” Those are the last words I remember from my great-grandmother before she passed away in front of my eyes in her home on Feb.
8, 2007. That day is a day that has been etched into my mind for all eternity. I will never forget the fear behind her eyes and the desperation in her voice before she embarked onto her spiritual journey.
A day which would also mark the beginning of my own journey. A journey of grief, a test of faith and of self-discovery. My great-grandmother was a woman of stories.Read more on themighty.com