I lost my grandmother on Monday. I had been mourning the week prior while she was sick, reflecting on wholesome and happy memories and also feeling a bit of regret for not spending more time together in life (a product of living in different provinces) and some guilt for not being with my family this week, that I've been at Nostrica and watching beach sunsets while they've been packing up her belongings. It's a weird mix of emotions. I haven't really spoken about it until now, I've just been processing in my own way. Tomorrow morning I'll watch her funeral via livestream from Costa Rica.

My Nana 🍌 was a kind, gentle, loving and faithful woman and I'm so grateful I got to know her.

Life is strange 🌸 Honestly how lucky we are to be here at all 🌷