This one was tough to answer. Really tough. As in, I started a post and erased it several times...about several different aspects of my life. But, alas...
I forgive myself for not spending enough time with my Grandmother before she passed. I should have made more of an effort to visit her --- taken a few more days off work and spent long weekends in Vermont with her chatting away in her kitchen, watching her bake pies, catching a Bo-Sox game on the tube (she was a die-hard fan), playing more Yahtzee! games. I hope she knew how much I loved her, admired her and cherished our grandmother/granddaughter relationship. I think about her every single day and have comfort knowing she's always with me now.
