My grandmother passed away last year. In the immediate aftermath, I found it difficult to make sense of how our lives intertwined. How do you begin to process nearly 32 years of shared history with a single person? I grew up constantly called an old soul by all the adults around me. My grandmother was the one figure in my life who infused my old soul with wisdom. I thought her absence would mean a loss of this security. However, my reflection showed how much I internalized her quirks and advice.
#NaNonFicWriMo: Ancestry
#NaNonFicWriMo: Ancestry
#NaNonFicWriMo: Ancestry
My grandmother passed away last year. In the immediate aftermath, I found it difficult to make sense of how our lives intertwined. How do you begin to process nearly 32 years of shared history with a single person? I grew up constantly called an old soul by all the adults around me. My grandmother was the one figure in my life who infused my old soul with wisdom. I thought her absence would mean a loss of this security. However, my reflection showed how much I internalized her quirks and advice.