Goodbyes

My Grandmother passed away three weeks ago. She was the last living grandparent we had,which leaves me feeling broken in a way I can't describe. She is the keeper of my fondest memories, and my tiniest.
My favorites are memories of nights spent cuddled in her bed, in a cocoon of blankets reading stories together. As a nurse she had an endless array of medical supplies, Laurel and I made use of them bandaging our teddy bears and dolls until they could no longer see. A rather scary looking cookie jar sat on the counter in her kitchen,a raccoon with a gun and cowboy hat,scary but always full of cookies. She crocheted and tried countless times to teach me how.She was always honest,and never hesitated to say exactly what was on her mind.
She was such a big part of my heart and our family. Life will not be the same without her.
I will not be the same without her.