A Loss

While we were in Europe, Mike’s Grandma Ede passed away. The last few years had been hard on her but it still was a surprise to lose her. As cliche as it sounds, I’m happy she’s not suffering anymore. Here’s how I’m choosing to remember her:

Silly in a dry way, game for whatever her doting eldest grandson proposed. This picture was taken in 2005, when Ede and George visited Mike in San Diego. Mike and I were dating then, but Ede was incredibly nice to me and we grew to have a special, though not terribly close, bond. I’ll miss her.