Today my grandmother is 101 years old. She is my favorite girl. She can't hear well or see all that well or get in and out of her wheelchair independently, but she is still fun to have a cup of coffee, a peach shake, or a glass of scotch with on occasion.
I was born into knowing her and I have been very blessed to have an excellent support system and family.
I am at a point in my life where I have become more reflective. I think about the meaning of meeting people and my interactions with them. Some people with stay in my life and some with pop in sporadically. There have been friendships, loves, colleagues, and connections of the soul. All will, eventually, result in loss.