Not my regular type of post (you've been warned)

I was debating whether or not I wanted to post about this. Despite having a blog and sharing a lot online I am a pretty private person and don't like everyone to know all of my business. You have probably noticed that I keep my blog pretty positive and I'm a little worried about sneak attacking you guys with some sad stuff. In this case I really want to share this though because it would feel wrong to pretend that everything is fine when it is not.

On Thursday afternoon my Grama, who I was very close to, passed away. It was slightly unexpected but not totally because she had been in the hospital for a few months now. I don't really want to focus much on this part though. I just wanted to talk about how awesome my Grama was.

I spent a lot of time with my Grama while I was growing up. I have been told that when I was really little I couldn't say Grama and I would run around calling her Munga. I loved watching my Grama play Nintendo (which she still did up to the time she went into the hospital) while eating cheese & mustard sandwiches. My Grama taught me how to knit and later how to sew. She would make us tea and give me Arrowroot cookies.

My Grama was a great talker and could tell stories all day long. She said hilarious things and so many people who met her told me how witty she was. She had a good sense of humour and I felt like I could say anything to her.

I loved my Grama very much and I will miss her everyday. I'm sure I am forgetting so many little important details that I want to share but I'm happy to have had the chance to tell you a little bit about what a cool Grama I had. Oh yeah, one more cool thing was that my Grama spelled Grandma differently than anyone else I have ever seen. She's the original rebel.

Today is all the funeral stuff so I know it will be kind of a hard day. It will be nice to see everyone who loved my Grama all in the same place though.

Thank you so much for reading this.

♥elycia