I haven't written any today, as it is the first anniversary of my grandmother's passing. I thought it would be best if I take some time off to remember her, that rare entity. Though I have largely gotten through the grieving process, there are still moments when I want to call her on the phone just to check on her. There are still times when I'm walking in stores, and I think she's still with me, with her shopping cart and her trusty oxygen tank tucked in her purse. My God, I'm getting nostalgic right now. She would be so proud of me, of where I am in my life right now.