A Year Later

My sister sent me a text tonight, and let me know that it’s been a year to the day that grandma Phoebe passed away.

I looked over old posts, and couldn’t believe a year has gone by. A year! How has that much time passed by, seemingly without us noticing.

There are a few posts from that time that remain blank. I’ve got extended entries that I wrote up, but decided not to post at the time. I gave myself a reminder to consider publishing them in December, but that date came and went. It still felt too recent.

It’s a year now, and I’m still not sure if I want to revisit what I wrote – to make those thoughts public just yet.

Time always passes us by more quickly than we care to admit. But I was genuinely surprised and shocked that it’s been a year.

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Goodbye, Grandma Phoebe