This didn’t even feel like one whole year already and I still feel wistful.
For those that didn’t know, I made a post last year commemorating Gloria Bland who is my grandmother. She passed away this time last year and it rattled me for a long time. This was someone who I was close to and it came out of nowhere. She died peacefully, but I wished it didn’t happen. After that, I had no more living grandparents. If you’re curious, that’s also my grandfather James Bland who died when I was only twelve years old. As sappy as it sounds, I know Granddaddy was ecstatic seeing his bride once again in the afterlife. I couldn’t stop crying at her funeral and I’m man enough to admit it. During this time, I was in the middle of my big Katauta 52 project and I was devastated. It did force me to honor her. That clock in the video used to belong to her, so that’s why I had it as the main image.