When Life Hands You Lemons..

Life. It happens. Sometimes it’s good and sometimes, well, it sucks. In the months since I last posted a lot has happened some of which has prevented me from writing. Holidays, parties, work, school, family, the list goes on. 2016 has started out rough, and hit me with a big dose of reality.

About a month ago my dear sweet Grandma Jo decided to go meet the big man in the sky. She had been struggling with Alzheimer’s for a few years and looking at all things now, it truly is a blessing. Sometimes when I think like this I feel like it is a heartless statement. However, I am so thankful she no longer has to live with simple daily struggles that so many of us take for granted. She is now in a place where she does not have to be confined to the confusion of her own thoughts.

Grandparents are superheroes. As a kid you think they will never leave you so when they do, it’s hard to accept. For me this was the case. I did not want to accept that she was slowly starting to “forget” things, I couldn’t make peace with it for a while even though my family was telling me I had to, I just simply could not. My grandma was everything I wanted to be, smart, independent, strong, loving, beautiful, fashionable, and above all she only ever wanted the absolute best for her family. In the days since she has left us I feel this little push every day to get out of bed 10 minutes earlier, study 30 minutes longer, and run a few miles farther. I believe this push, is my Grandma.

I leave you with some pictures, a few fashion related, and a few life related, because in the end life is what we are living, and we must live it to the fullest.

With my Grandma Jo on my wedding day. 

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4 pic blog 1

3 pic blog

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Dress: Target  Jacket: Express  Boots & Hat: H&M

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Top: Free People  Jeans: Express



2 thoughts on “When Life Hands You Lemons..

  1. She sings the closing song in True Grit. They arrange and re-arrange an old hymn over and over, “The Everlasting Arms”, then she sings the final variation at the end. B–EU-U-T-I-F-A-L.

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