Yesterday my grandmother passed away. Although it was sudden, it was not entirely unexpected. She had been sick for a little while and she took a turn for the worse and it was over quickly. So quickly that I am left wishing there was one more moment with her. To tell her that I love her and that I appreciate her. I wish I could take her to lunch one more time. I wish I could bring her some fancy chocolate covered cherries I found and thought she would like. I wish I could talk to her once more and hear about her childhood in New York, her summers with her cousins on the farm. I wish I could have taken her to see the leaves change this fall. I wish I could hear her call me Miss Elizabeth one more time. Grammers, If you are reading this, I miss you already. Love, Crackers.