Remembering my Grandma

My grandma passed away unexpectedly last year.  I was pregnant with E at the time and I remember being so excited for her to meet him.  You never think about someone passing when they are healthy.  I secretly expected her to live at least until I graduated from medical school. (I had pictured her at the ceremony!)  My grandma lived an incredible life of generosity.  As my family wrote her obituary, they had to leave out organizations that she volunteered for because she had so many!  Even in her late 80s, she still actively volunteered at close to 10 places!  In fact, when she passed away, she was planting flowers for some friends outside of a chapel. 

I say all of this because I still think of her often.  There is a place that I walk by on my way home that smells exactly like her downstairs deck.  Each time I breathe it in, I'm reminded of the wonderful memories I have of her home and the lake.  Yesterday, I took a different way home and I thought for sure I could smell the incense that comes from the thurible during Catholic mass.  It was a sweet reminder of Grandma.

I want my life to positively affect people the way hers did.