Christmas Eve.

Christmas Eve, the family got a heartbreaking phone call that my Grandmother passed away. Even though, she went home to our father above and we all knew it was coming I can't help but feel a little selfish in saying I wish she was still with us.

However, I'm so very thankful that I had the chance to see her on our trip to Dollywood this year. I know the pain she was suffering from was not easy no matter how strong she appeared to be and I'm grateful she longer has to endure that.

Grandma, was one of a kind. I will miss her bold mouth and always speaking her mind, her need to make sure there were homemade cookies every time we came to visit her (even last minute planned trips), the fact that she was old fashioned and thinks I'm an old maid for NOT being married yet, her welcoming all my friends and boyfriend into her family, the fact that no matter how much pain she was in or how much she has suffered from her deadly cancer over half my life that she always stayed positive. She was a memorable lady for anyone who was lucky enough to meet her, I'm just lucky I got the chance to call her Grandma.

Life won't be the same without her but she will forever live on in our memories and conversations. One memory for sure will always be my Christmas tradition at Dollywood, the place she started taking me to when I was just a little girl. And every time I go I will remember all the amazing times we had together there, like the picture above.

RIP, Grandma. One day I will see you again...