28.03 - 16.05 summary
It's been difficult 6 weeks. Starting with 28th of March when my grandma passed away after a short, yet very painful battle with cancer. I remember how I found out about it... I was on the beach in Sri Lanka, checking daily updates from my mum on grandma's health however this time the news were devastating. The funeral took place six days later on a beautiful, sunny Tuesday. I took calming pills knowing that they probably wouldn't ease my pain, barely numb my senses and perception of the events, if anything. I was holding strong till I saw my dearest grandma in the coffin and from that moment I couldn't stop my tears. They were dropping like rain till smudged the inscription on the photo of me I managed to slip before the casket was closed. For her I will always remain that little girl from the photo, the one she used to walk to school and waited with potato pancakes after school. The following day I rummaged through her belongings, through endless bagged up c...