My great grandmother was the epitome of everything I want to be “when I grow up”. Over the past few days, we knew this was coming, but it’s still so very hard. I’ve been going through countless boxes gathering photos for her memorial service and came across this one – my favorite photo of them all. Naturally, remembering all of the good times we’ve had with her has caused me to cry more than a few tears, but most of all, I’m thankful for the enormous impact she’s had on my life and the heritage she’s passed down – which makes it fitting that we’re celebrating her life the day before Thanksgiving. She’s the anchor of our family and I selfishly wanted her to stay here as along as possible. However, it was incredibly hard to see her become so weak over the last month. I’m beyond thankful that she’s now in a much better place – so much better than we can possibly imagine – and that we’ll see her again.