Missing Her

I opened up my Facebook page this morning and there was this picture, posted by my aunt. It's my Gram. I still miss her. Every. Single. Day.

The photo surprised me. In a good way.

See the sparkle? The energy? I want those things to be her gift to me too.

{And yeah. That's me and my sister in the background. It's 1979. Quit your laughing.}