Ever since my grandmother passed I feel like I have been on a search of some sorts. Jack asked some questions about her dying and I felt helpless that I didn’t have the answer. We’re not religious people so it’s hard to explain when you’re not sure yourself. She was the first person close to me that I have lost so I never even thought about it really. My grandma was very spiritual and I almost feel like she is the one leading me on this search. I guess I just want to be the best me I can be and the same for my boys. Maybe I am looking for something to beleive in when I hadn’t really before. Maybe her passin can be looked at as a gift to me of sorts. It’s opened me up and is making me question and accept things I had not before. I’m not sure where this will all lead but I feel really good about it.
