My grandmother passed away this year on July 22nd. She was the most selfless person I've ever known and did everything in her power and ability to check up on the ones she loved and spread kindness everywhere she went. I've been heartbroken ever since I received the news back at the end of July. I feel as if a part of me has been ripped away and left a hole that cannot be filled. I miss her everyday and the weight of the loss is slowly eating away at my limited sense of happiness. I know she would hate to see me this way and I try to live the way she did but it's so hard to try without thinking about the fact that I'll never see her again. First time posting in this sub too btw. I hope you all have a blessed day and may we continue to navigate through this challenging and painful world together one day at a time. Peace be with you all ❤️