I can't picture my grandpa without my grandma. She passed away this year due to old age and cancer. My grandfather is obviously up there in age as well, but I never thought a day would come when one would be without the other. This has affected my writing. One of my recent stories had a funeral in it, and some of the mood in that piece was brought about because of my feelings at my grandmother's passing.
Picture for today: My grandmother (in green) and her sisters, surrounding their mother.
